life: acoustic & amplified

all this…

And still now every morning,

each momentary wish for healing

is a risk, a wakening call

to change, to choose,

to leave so much behind,

and be again made new.

  – Steve Garnaas Holmes

 

 

.. attributes of these Voids
.

the sound of all else leaving
as it’s created

— this void

an end first — the beginning as
it’s coming around

exclaim —

the most unlikely guess
is a teasing

we distinguish it from
null, in these
ways

forever imperfect
next to the pure desolation

of a finality we own

flight is seen

going in both directions

this breath means —
— along with the flowers

this is just
practicing

the artist —

— now her work’s hues
make
sense

she appears here out of nowhere

destroying so easily
the last
inching proximity

at another time

we’ll pick a path back

from one of her gorgeous titles

to where
we
resume these star struck
illusions

of nothingness

of them,
we stopped
here knowing we
needed to warn each other

then — were seen to have
capitulated

catapulted
to something
else

oh my Dear, yes..

,
,
,
,
,
,
,
,
,
,
,
,
,

miguel.J.escobar
(c) ‘17

this darkness has no answers

silence is just silence

fall, and the world laughs at you

cry cause you’re all alone

stand at this broken crossroad

step out to cross that road

break all your rules,

you’re golden

charm all those silver moons

Just fly

wont you fly

your wings will hold you

this sky is your home

fly

oh wont you fly

your wings will take you

anywhere you want to go

just fly

this morning holds the questions!

there in the tender light

rise, and the world claps for you

bow cause you made it home

stand at this broken moment

step out to claim your time

break all those ties that bind you

lick all your silver spoons

Just fly

wont you fly

your wings will hold you

this sky is your home

fly

oh wont you fly

your wings will take you

anywhere you want to go

just fly

❤

Amy Lloyd

soul biographies

 

void art from pinterst / al513