Aliens

 

My favorite childhood memories are when we would finally arrive home. When we would get out of the car in the night and breathe in the cool air. When you would look up, with childlike wonder and the knowledge of an astronomer, a philosopher, and explain to me the stars, but also revel in their beauty and mystery.

They were home, the stars, the star beings, always leading you home, always leading me home, in their darkness and brightness.

Thank you daddy, for connecting me with the sky, the vastness, the void...

rays

lay with me
speak to me in colors
touch me with light 
fill me with magic

depth perception

      My storm, My dark waters, Are perfection 

opening

               who would you be if no one was watching?
      what would you whisper into the open sky?
   or would you scream until chills ran through you?

morning light

key

 

against tomorrows sky

roots

open

chopin