each night we look at the stars above
swole on pride we touched 
and we called it love
uncomfortable silence
to be filled with violence
aho! the floods!
the nature of it is
that spring will come again
faces turn with the sun
I'm different now
ive seen some things 
that I never thought I'd get to see
down here
closed my eyes
opened my head
and wondered if I was alive inside
of someone else
curtains drawn
peek out when there's noone there
spinning hope from thought
out into thin air
bare soil beside us
tie roots or untie us
aho! the floods!
the nature of it is
we all she'd old skin
changes come from within
I'm different now
I've seen some things
that I never thought I'd get to see
 down here
closed my eyes
opened my head
and I wondered if I was alive
in someone else

of Ethereal

I'm just living here for a while. Making some noise, growing some food, nurturing connections and touching base every now and then. 

Grow with me. 

Thrum Mother