“I wish I had the time to work it all out
But time is more precious than gold.
And you can not hold on to it.
Can not store it up.
Can not put it in a bottle.
It just slips through the glass.
I feel like I am drowning.
Like a can’t make it last,
Never enough time.”

“Why is it so dark?
Bc the woods are dark at night.
Bc it is cloudy and the treetop obscure the wide open.
Have you forgotten the night is dark and full or terrors?
Have you gotten so used to the city?
So used to the backlight of your phone?
 If our fire goes out it is dark in the night.
Only if we fight against it  will there be light.”

“I work in the spaces that I find.
Do not pay me any mind.
The cracks between the trees
A faint star smiling at me.
What will come comes.
I have done what I could.
A darkness gathers spreads across the land 
I wish I could reach out and still it with my hand.”

“The heart it may only have a certain number of beats.
2 million or so.
And my runs like a thin thread.
Fast as a birds,
I get to the landing and wonder
How many do I have left.”