Orange Grove
I inhale deeply, air fills from my lower belly and pushes out my ribs, but it is never enough. The city air will always be… Read More »Orange Grove
I inhale deeply, air fills from my lower belly and pushes out my ribs, but it is never enough. The city air will always be… Read More »Orange Grove
I arrive at the base of the mountain, stained by thoughts of anxious uncertainty, but she does not judge me. I walk through her golden… Read More »Bathed by Fynbos
I stop at the red light. Balmy summer air streams through the vents, blowing the beads of sweat from my forehead. My attempt to save… Read More »Passing Through
Sometimes it feels like my thoughts are rolling backwards,entangling and twisting, like nefarious hackers. Why does it feel like the calm makes me crazy,the soft… Read More »Hiss Hiss
Oh, how I long to wake ere the sun. Sliding gently into the oceans silky arms,before she lays her morning gaze.Together we can watch her wake,while… Read More »Ode to the Ocean