Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.
There is a morning inside you waiting to burst open into light.
I am so close, I may look distant.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
When the ocean surges, don't let me just hear it. Let it splash inside my chest!
You live in my heart where no one sees you but I do. That vision becomes this art.