Blood Thread

let blood flow
through the unspoken words
to cleanse them into the same vortex
that spun the thread
between us

Inside a Breath

Inside the cry

of falling skies

I cannot know

what will happen

beyond the gate

of the next breath..

Unknowing the Meaning

i take root in the night of not knowing;

fly ridding the wind of the season;

shortcutting the call of the reason;

i order plain words to the meaning...

Snowmail

we have a snowflake

in the circle of any breath.

This slide of an image to next,

weaving the chains of thousands of circles...

we hold on the link of the next loop

before we even decide

where first circle begins...