The Seed

Oh what excruciating pain it was. It was dark, and I was buried and breaking. Every cell rupturing. Giving up after kicking countlessly, I felt myself drowning, and like a boat with sails stretched, I let myself go. When suddenly a bright light blinded me, growing accustomed to the rays, I opened myself up. And behold! What fine fingers caressed my petals, and what fine smile met my gaze. Ecstatic!

Coming Home, a Grand Pleasure

Somehow coming home each time is almost always a grand pleasure. Now others may not seem to be affected. But the secret longing finally being fulfilled has no give or take. U decide when your schedule will allow you to escape from heaven even, just to be home. And plan ahead of time. Witnessing every mood of the unwinding road, luxurious n crappy. Comfortable n life sucking. Adding voluminous clippings to the depth of one's soul. Travel. I tell you, travel as much, travel as far n wide as you can.