i have no idea, no clue, seems that it is, everything i do, with no real resources, no-one to propel me, what a friend had said, i was sitting on a gold mine, but i am finding, i don’t know how to mine.

i work constantly, practically everyday, it is wearing me out something crazy – this along with severe depression and PTSD from a crazy war that nobody knows about, and that which i was submersed in, not only does anybody really know about it, not too many people at all, but there are fewer who even care.

i mean give a damned, like about people who were tormented and their lives destroyed, if i , or others give up, it does not matter at all. that is the way i am feeling right now!!! like being the prisoner of a war again and all the what i can’t…

roses & dandelions

a beautiful collection of leaves, exposes our eyes to any given color, and a fragrance that lures the passerby’s to stop and take in its romantic scent, all held by a stiff protector of its grace guarding it with thorns – keeping away the timid and the predacious alike, easily one does take part in the adoration of this majestic creation

on the flimsy stem, giving way to a young foot, kicking its loosely knitted flowering ball to the air, watching it dissemble and blow in the wind to many many feet away, as the young person follows the path of the wind to the direction of the newly detached flowering. Only a short time later will the young one be taught not to kick such but to pull them as weeds to be discarded, the flower turned ugly, and nasty and unwanted!!!

as societal creatures –…

” Nature has always been mine favorite Valentine ”

🌳 🌸 🌿 🌵

in the morning

cool wind blowing through the leaves

reminding me of your hair blown in similar breeze

🌳 🌸 🌿 🌵

sun shining to the illumination of natures beauty

like flowers dancing in all of their brilliance

leaves glowing in their spotlit rivers of life

🌳 🌸 🌿 🌵

and the light shines to hands held in a beaming time

hearts thump tabump bump pumping

too, newly generated energies in the me and U

🌳 🌸 🌿 🌵

flowers we are

in the meadows of flowers wildly growing

spontaneously moving to capture every essence of beauty

we do as nature does so freely

🌳 🌸 🌿 🌵

so that which has shown me love

like all my lovers long ago

but to these days

has been only nature i know

thus

🌳 🌸 🌿 🌵

Nature…