change

  • A Note for Me to You

    Beauty surrounds us every day. An incredible gift. Just feel it, and know that it came into being, just like you have. It is as constant as the tides, and like the tides, it is always in motion. Look into… Continue reading

    A Note for Me to You
  • Laws are Arbitrary. People Have the Power.

    Finding comfort in the uncomfortable; Where the day starts. Walking blindly on a morphing planet, Astranged from the trees and the cycles. Clear cut the consciousness of the people, one majestic trunk at a time. Shame and jail those who… Continue reading

    Laws are Arbitrary. People Have the Power.
  • Rain

    In the eye of each drop, a dream proliferates. Rain on your tongue, or the river at your back. A sky bound mind; life-giving clouds reflect the formation of a thought. Changing. Ever-ranging inspiration within the coming rain.   -GKT Continue reading

    Rain
  • Symbiosis

    The motion of the wild Speaks endless verses… What it says to you, Depends on who you are, How deeply you listen, And what you choose to focus on.   -GKT Continue reading

    Symbiosis
  • A Dream within a Thread; Springs Unmatched

    I wish to breath your joy, hear you laugh and hiss. See your face, full of light, like a dream, cloudless, Realized in a moment frozen. To feel some way that we’ll never forget. ~ In this western rain, the… Continue reading

    A Dream within a Thread; Springs Unmatched
  • Her Reflection

    How does her reflection Shine so bright in the eyes  Of a twin, high up on a mountain? Smiling down into the fertile valleys, Soaring beneath the birds in flight, Calling out into the desert hills, And listening to world… Continue reading

    Her Reflection
  • Ze Blind Believers Must Die (or change)

    Where did sunlight follow? To a whisper of a tree? A middle scene of Greece? A wonder livid and lucid. The future is split as are the concords of this stark universe, “Hail!” They kneel, frivolously; crawling through the trounced… Continue reading

    Ze Blind Believers Must Die (or change)
  • The Detour

    If I were to turn the wheel slightly and steer down the path, the path with the grass growing up through the cracks, the path led, “to nowhere fast.” A place I shouldn’t be, a place she’d be scared for… Continue reading

    The Detour
  • Don’t Be Shitty

    I want to see changes. I want to read writing that changes people for the better. I want to write writings that inspire truth and love, even in the most unconcerned mind. Truth and love are major elements in the… Continue reading

    Don’t Be Shitty