rememberances of childhood

{ Sounds }

Sitting still

Listening

Is it my breath

the wind?

A fine perception

Makes my heart resound

In tom-tom vibration

Raindrops on the roof

Voices

Footsteps

Engines

Sirens

The throbbing of life

If I go over

Behind into

I may dive

Into the silence

Silence

Silence

And there a deep note

Your voice

In harmony

With the universe

In me.

--Josee Andrei

dream kid

reblogged from poler

fall day

a tribute to process

Loewe: Masters of Leather on Nowness.com.

all things will unwind

My Brightest Diamond - ALL THINGS WILL UNWIND: Visuals from Asthmatic Kitty on Vimeo.

on quiet mornings

on music

... how could i have forgotten music?

while it is certainly true that poetry has been keeping me safe and warm at night and water has been reminding me to be light and buoyant, music has been rocking me to sleep.  during the past several months, i have had the opportunity to see some phenomenal live performances, (thank you, mister harvey), that have had as deep an impact as water and poetry have in my healing process.

poetry has said for me all the things i could not.

water has reminded me to be gentle with myself.

and music has given me my voice back.