River Creatures Speak

CLOSING these eyes reaching outside all reality you come inside inevitably surreal being one dancing twinkle little toes being mice is little woe i lost the bread crumbs of a path inside this deep green forest little feet wet upon green grass stopping i look: out there, under stars, i saw myself focus on the soul i am reading, drawing, singing, i found a river of rivulets and eddies swirling around me the frog croaked, "important to be authentic!" The tadpole, "Express your emotions with hesitation!" The skies, "Those wo care about you won't be bothered by what you say, and those who are bothered do not matter." :: 04.30.2023 ::