Jubilation and Waiting

Counter feelings on the battle fields, fighting hand in hand warfare. Blood in the grass and death at my feet. Dreams, desires, hopes and lovers… Last grasp for the chance to live again… To be reborn…

The Mountain and the Lava

It begins with an exhale and a look away. Pursing of the lips and then the lava begins to flow over. The shaking of the land, like the clapping of the hands brings on an eruption that is catastrophic to all the living who dare to try and survive. 

This Pain

Its funny how a rain in the spring can invigorate us yet the rain in the fall leaves us wanting for home.