The Language of Colors-11.2.16

sun-pic-yard
Picture taken by me on 10.31.16 from my backyard (no filter)

The sun spilled out from the sky,

Extending his long arms,

as glorious beams of light,

Reaching out to me,

All of his fingers,

Were diluted with all these beautiful bright colors,

A colorful spectrum of light,

Shining brightly,

All within his hands,

And as these colors sweetly touched my face,

They spoke to me and whispered,

This is how,

You too,

Can paint the world,

With your light.

~gg

frida-kahlo

The Sound – 10.29.16


Come outside with me.

Sit for a moment.

Try to breathe deeply, but not through your nose.

Instead, take in the air in with your skin, 

 Taste every molecule with your body,

Like when thirst becomes quenched by a drink,

And in that space of pure oneness,

where breathe becomes one with the feeling of air,

As it moves through your body,

Is when you will notice, 

That everything,

The entire universe,

is just the feeling,

Of sound. 

~gg