coins clinking in a cup a sound that fills no one up not even with a beggar’s luck clank clank the urge to give if only they were open to receive it then my love could return them to a place the blind can see any kindness could any stranger not just me – g.c.

i dropped my pebble into the pond you came in contact with the ripple now we work together ideas forming like words become a participle   nexus – g.c.

lying still i hear my heart beat behind the whimsical whispers the wind carries across the earth.. “you are safe” all the world is my home. i’ll accept this with grace. love is an endless melody. hear it in silence. – g.c.

places for negative thoughts to be harbored are etched into our minds, space for the past and all its taunting mistakes to be held and all our hopes for the future to be kept. where uncertainty conquers all desire, and where presence remains absent. here, sanity is lost. when a moment comes that you are…

my judgment has shapeshifted into wonder and awe hateful ignorant emotions replaced with love, compassion, and empathy i forgave the scrutinized and the scrutiny once due apologies had been graced judgment vanished   forgiveness gave me peace peace gave me love   forgiveness, a remedy – g.c.

When You Feel Depressed

It is hard to even build up the desire to heal, because you really don’t feel anything. The most important thing to remember when you feel this way, is that nothing lasts forever. There is sort of an inner peace that comes with realizing this truth, at least for me. The second most important thing,  is never…

zero judgment as bodies bump. is it my heart or the bass, that is giving off that reverb? lights echo against the walls. it’s a mystery as to how i got to this moment, but all i feel is right now. the past and the future are nowhere to be found.   words spit into…

my mom left for a while. she needed to know who she was. even i was uncertain of who she was. this woman i watched all my life, amazed, she could do no wrong, but as i grew older, i began to see every flaw. still, even those at times, seem to be perfect. i…

the wind sweeps over you taking your worries with you whispering to you that your troubles have no reason to remain the sun kisses your skin healing all that is within the high you feel just to breathe in something so real so authentic nothing can replace it the joy of being all that i…