Grateful to be part of Urban Arts Gallery ‘Undefined’ Showcase for the month of March. Feel free to stop by, you’ll see the following pieces on display (all are available to take home):
Aftermath
The aftermath of letting go
The aftermath of saying no
The aftermath of choosing you
Why do you turn away from me?
Why do you force me to stall?
You suffocate my only purpose
Can‘t you hear my call?
Alone in deprivation
The chamber never ends
Don’t you know I’m here for you
But you take their word, not mine
Destruction can be beautiful
The crumbling of the wall
Let me lead you
Let me show you
Let me be the light
The aftermath of letting go
The aftermath of saying no
The aftermath of choosing you
Is all I’m here to show you.
Forgotten
Does it pain you to think
You may be forgotten
Your name lost to the wind
Your deeds buried, just out of reach
Your memory never spoken of
Or, do you live as if today matters most
What if its more about being felt
Than remembered
The impression you left that carried forward
The kindness you inspired that changed a lineage
The courage that saved a life
Does it matter to know your name
Or can the latter be enough?
Fragmented Thoughts
What do I think?
I don’t know
I thought I did, but now I don’t
From truth to lies, I’m split in-between
God help me if I close my eyes.
You say one thing, but do another
What happened to integrity on either side?
You’re not thinking about the people
Only about yoursleves
But looking back, this is how it’s always been
From left to right the corruption is deep
Someone get on the phone, talk to God
We need another ‘Mr. Smith’ to go to Washington
The corruption must end
Grounded
I feel my feel on the dirt as I breathe in the sun
The raw earth
Holding me
Healing me
Grounding me in presence
Speaking to my heart
My eyes close as I sit in silence
Listening
Being
Experiencing
Falling in love with the gentle pulse of coherence
I am here
Here I am
Grounded in… me.
Urban Escape
Can you feel it?
Can you hear it?
The wild nature of the taxis
The ‘clank’ of steel
The shouts of horns
The chaotic symphony of the city
From morning to night
It doens’t stop
Awake with energy
Light or shadows
You choose what to see
The sweet escape
Alive and well
Here in the city
The city of...