TOMORROW

Belief allows usto create schedules of future tomorrowsin our minds. Convincing us that we arein control of time. We make plans with invisible daysthat exist; only in our imagination. Ps: We're back from summer hiatus. Kukwstumckacw / Thank you for reading. @loisfay

Summer Solstice

IT IS TIME There comes a timesomewherein the midst of June. When Mother Earthshakes outher blanket of warmsweet existence. Whispering, it is time. Queue the rhythmicsounds of bees;busily pollinatingeverything in sight. And everythingis as it should be. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.

FOREVER

An introspective mindcan and will strategizethe hell out of the directYes or No question. And yet, dive in withan unwavering beliefwhen it comes todeclarations offorever and always. Because it knows. "How long is forever" ?Can be answered with  "Sometimes, just one second". Credit to Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland in the last verse.

MEMORY

Timesdrifting away with allher yesterdays. An old girlleft wondering how  the young girlin her, is doing now ? Is she playingwith the sunlight tucked inby the moonlight. Onlytime will tell of her silentwishing wells. And theshooting star prays that got lostin the milky way. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.

IN THE LOW

The highs, the lows & all the way arounds. Riding so highshe canbarely see the ground. To the too highs, too lows & too many times around. Hiding in the lowshe'sno where to be found. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.

EQUINOX

You’ve existed;immeasurably. In tandemwith the same airand the same watertrees feed off of. You're infinite;energy. Riding in tandemwith the same sunand the same moonin planetary orbit. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.

Waiting to Exhale

March sighs and stretches. Waiting to exhale. And paint the World with her bouquet of floral efflorescence. ☆ ☆ Spring has been queued and is in the yawn & stretch stage. Ready to paint our World with beautiful colours. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.

Bookstore

Somewhere on the shelvesof this dusty ol bookstore. I'll one day, find those words; you read to me. The question therein lies. Am I in fact searching for words in a book ? Or the voice that hauntinglywalks through; my mind. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.