You Swan Go On

A personal blog for a chronic day dreamer.
Original calligraphy from Thich Naht Hanh

Original calligraphy from Thich Naht Hanh

obsessed with this song

It can be very difficult to forgive people who constantly remind you how not sorry they are.

I got into a law school that specializes in social justice. I am crying.

Youth

“EEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”, the child song.

            Tumbling down steep hills, bruised knees, arms legs askew

Cheeks dirty and rosey, soiled, fresh, plump, sallow

            Joyous bird calls bursting forth from hallowed lungs

Praising the morning air, sending blessings to nature, gods

            Unknowingly casting spells of prosperity for spring

Knowingly throwing clods of the clay into the air, catching faces

            Feet, jumping to avoid the missiles of mud, rolling

Homeward.

Life sped up in the pause.

 

Broken Column by Frida Kahlo

Broken Column by Frida Kahlo