What if Jesus was a woman?
Are snowflakes the leaves of a cloud? If so, does that make a rain cloud the Tree of Life?
If red if the color of passion and love, does that mean eating a red apple makes you full of love?
I have began to feel that cows are the land cousin of a whale.
Love only knows bounds…until we bind it.
When you get cut, do you ever feel like you’re losing yourself? The correlation of the loss regarding close friends that are considered family seems to reject the notion that losing blood is a loss of self, and yet, we feel as though we’ve lost a part of ourselves when we do lose a loved one. Maybe I should love my blood as much as I love another’s.
Bend little light
You cannot break or separate
Waving goodbye eternally