Mind can be your best friend or worst enemy.

I wish to stay drenchedforeverin those rain-blue eyesin those…soul-reaching crystalsnot moving a musclenor breathingjustsavoringthis turquoise acheagainst my heart.

What destiny is there, but to sense, observe, merge, re-emerge,Empty, yet filled, spreading everywhere, inside, outside, in, Pulsing, fluctuating, breathing as part of one being, Whispering, feeling, reflecting, flowing between hot and cold, Mineral and...

We too should make ourselves empty, that the great soul of the universe may fill us with its breath.

you were adorable.

Just because you’re breathing, doesn’t mean you’re alive.

All she wanted was a breathing space in which to hurt.

That kiss you gave me was the hottest kiss i’ve ever had. I pulled away because i was afraid i wouldn’t be able to stop myself from ripping off your clothes. And that didn’t seem...

Enjoy- Its the Mantra of Life.

I breathe in…the fragranceof love, and moist sandthe onehis roses lefton both my handsI just keep on breathingevery momentas much as I canpreserving it, in my bodyfor the dayit can’t.

It’s decidedly bizzare, when the Worst Thing hppens and you find yourself still conscious, still breathing.

The first kiss is the deepest.””The last breath is the hardest.

Someday, it will be hard to remember why we were once so fired up about 3G connectivity and the wonders of mobile broadband. Seamless, lightning-fast connectedness will be a given everywhere on Earth, and today’s...

I saw to the south a man walking. He was breaking ground in perfect silence. He wore a harness and pulled a plow. His feet trod his figure’s blue shadow, and the plow cut a...

Sometimes it all becomes too much. Your body and mind will just give way. Part of you may want to blissfully fade into nothing, but you never do. After a while all the memories and...

It is still beautiful to hear the heart beatbut often the shadow seems more real than the body.

It’s the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his...

Nothing succeeds like Detached success.

May youalways haveopenbreezy spacesin your mind.

from the prose poem “The Universe Thrums on regardless” in my book SPAN.We are almost nothing in the night. Reduced to warm blobs and the sound of breathing. There is comfort in that.

Eating was hard.Breathing was hard. Living was hardest.

I breathe in the soft, saturated exhalations of cedar trees and salmonberry bushes, fireweed and wood fern, marsh hawks and meadow voles, marten and harbor seal and blacktail deer. I breathe in the same particles...

Because I was conceived and born and I grew up. I’m breathing and my heart is beating and as much as it hurts ― as much searing, monumental pain it causes me ― I have...

Breathing is medicine. I forgot how to breathe, but I’m learning all over again.

Everyone breathing is broken. Keep breathing light into them until the stained glass collage takes your breath away.

… and it was quite a sad thing,the way I watched you sleep like nothing could go wrong and I did not want to harm it, I did not want to blur it, but how...

The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.

Only when you explore the ecstasy of simply being, where even to breathe is a distraction, can you call yourself complete.

I have a horrid scar right under my left knee from you. Well, the absence of you. Seems appropriate. But I still miss you. My pillowcase smells like you, so I bury my face in...

Truth is, life is going shake you, it will rip you right out of your comfort zone;just when you feel settled, it will shock you with some trauma and make you face adversity in the...

How to be a Poet (to remind myself)Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill-more of each than you have-inspiration work, growing older, patience, for...

I am never alone wherever I am. The air itself supplies me with a century of love. When I breathe in, I am breathing in the laughter, tears, victories, passions, thoughts, memories, existence, joys, moments,...

Prayer is as natural an expression of faith as breathing is to life.

When you want wisdom and insight as badly as you want to breathe, it is then you shall have it.

Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes.Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after...

Reading is an addiction, much like living and breathing is an addiction.

Just because I’m breathing, doesn’t mean I’m alive; vice versa.

It’s a living, breathing thing, acting.

How do you tell if something’s alive? You check for breathing.

I could not give up either of these worlds, neither the book I am holding nor the gleaming forest, though I have told you almost nothing of what is said here on these grim pages,...

I am a writer. Imagining what someone would say or do comes to me as naturally as breathing.

mnY reason of b”kup, but it hurts moRe when you don”t know evN a single-1.

But I looked out at the waves far below the bluff. They looked violent, erupting against the cliff. I watched them rising – up, up, higher, higher – then falling, crashing, swirling into chaos, passing...

My thoughts of you are a rainbow in splashing ocean waves…appearing…disappearing in sacred depths of skies the grasps of mine reach to the highest… Will you, ah, long for kissing me tonight? so I could...

I knew in that moment, I would never love anyone in my life the way I loved Evan Mathews.