allalongthelighthouse:

Lost and Swayed Far among the ceaseless black, my raft remains in constant grind,ebbing forth and easing back,across the ocean of my mind.Rowing deep and losing sight,- the wind enshrouds with whim and whirl- I cannot turn my thoughts to light,astray along a timeless swirl.Dreaming of the sparks in darkness,- lucidly they light the shore-although my ocean now is starless,long I row my flailing oar.

allalongthelighthouse:

Lost and Swayed
 
Far among the ceaseless black, 
my raft remains in constant grind,
ebbing forth and easing back,
across the ocean of my mind.
Rowing deep and losing sight,
- the wind enshrouds with whim and whirl- 
I cannot turn my thoughts to light,
astray along a timeless swirl.
Dreaming of the sparks in darkness,
- lucidly they light the shore-
although my ocean now is starless,
long I row my flailing oar.

Lost and Safe Far among the ceaseless black, my raft remains in constant grind,ebbing forth and easing back,across the ocean of my mind.Rowing deep and losing sight,the wind enshrouds with whim and whirl, I cannot turn my thoughts to light,lost among by a raging swirl.All I have are sparks in darkness,- lucidly they light the shore-although the ocean now is starless,long I hold my flailing oar.

Lost and Safe
 
Far among the ceaseless black, 
my raft remains in constant grind,
ebbing forth and easing back,
across the ocean of my mind.
Rowing deep and losing sight,
the wind enshrouds with whim and whirl, 
I cannot turn my thoughts to light,
lost among by a raging swirl.
All I have are sparks in darkness,
- lucidly they light the shore-
although the ocean now is starless,
long I hold my flailing oar.

My thoughts are like bees collecting honey:
Soft and silent as they trace the flowers of your mind,
Busy and violent when you leave them behind.

oh-haroo:

More nature here

oh-haroo:

More nature here

(via int0-thewiild)

Fairly Flourished

leaveyouapen:

Curves like canyons,
skin like river stones,
you move like roses with
the wind and stand tall
against the rain.

Your gaze is a star and I’m just
one man aging under
the sun.

For me you are vast like the
cosmos and to the earth you
are as abundant as the fresh
water that nourishes it.

Mind like a serpent’s, foolish,
delicate, sharp, I long to hold
you in my arms.

Poetry by leaveyouapen

Any must see places/recommended hikes for LA/Orange County/San Diego or around those areas? I’ll be there in two weeks!

Any must see places/recommended hikes for LA/Orange County/San Diego or around those areas? I’ll be there in two weeks!

You were one thing only: infinity. — Six Word Story
simply-divine-creation:

Buntzen Lake » Griffin Lamb {VSCO Grid}

simply-divine-creation:

Buntzen Lake » Griffin Lamb {VSCO Grid}

(via infinityofpossibility)