Tag Archive: Me

Soul Food

I’ve been thinking about nourishment recently and what I think it is; and what I think we get it from.  These are my internal deliberations. It keeps us ticking, it keeps the joints… Continue reading

Nature’s Music

The wind on my windows The pattering of the rain Nature’s chorus Is always a beautiful refrain From the crashing of waves To the tweeting of birds Nature’s sweet symphony Is in the… Continue reading

Me My Valentine

It’s that day again That one which really challenges My zen I remember when I’d lament Received cards in the negative ten But since then I’ve realised This year my valentine Is me… Continue reading

Those That Have Gone Before

I thank those that have gone before Those who sketched the path Those who in body Are here no more Gratefully I stand on your shoulders I observe your footprints Absorb your lessons… Continue reading

What is ‘ready’?

I’m not ready yet. I want to do it when I’m ready. I write this as someone getting ‘ready’,  But what is ready? When do we attain readiness? Depending on our feeling to… Continue reading

Time’s Masterpiece

The art of time Is painted with brushes Of patience and finesse The canvas is life Layered with time’s depth And time’s growth The art of time Is life’s foundation Stretching further than… Continue reading

Coffee For Two

Coffee for two Sometimes there is nothing else That will do Warm lights and background music The perfect atmosphere They do infuse in to it The meeting of minds As thoughts And ideas… Continue reading

Existential Musings #1: Tension

I’m very interested in spirituality, physics and philosophy.  The more I read on the above subjects separately the less differences I see.  This could be ridiculous or make some kind of sense, although… Continue reading

It’s Ok To Be Cold

A letter to my younger self You were one tough cookie Unassailably happy With skin thicker than a wookie Except I know thats not true You took the shit With determination and grit… Continue reading

The Swan

The swan on the lake Looked up with heart ache The other birds flew And regardless of his wings The water was all he knew Could he fly? Was the air safe? What… Continue reading