Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow
Letting go of my old prejudices and habits is a lot like losing my hair — I’m amazed by what I find up there. . [ 1772 ]
Sour Honey
If You Can Love Me
Sky is my window, earth is my door. Come and be with me, come and be poor. Grass is my pillow, breeze is my song. Sit here beside me, until you move on. Sky is my window, earth is my door. Come and be with me, come and be poor. If you can love me, I’ll love you the more. And if you can love me, I’ll love you the […]
One of Those Things
Silence isn’t “one of those things.” It’s always present, and it never ends. What ends is our attention. Fortunately, silence is always there when we return. I wouldn’t say it’s waiting, but, then again, who knows, it might be. We can say all sorts of things about silence. We can say it pours like honey, Or that it melts like chocolate. We might liken it to the depths of the […]
Now You See It, Now You Don’t
It must fall apart. It will fall apart. Oh, such beauty! . [ 1769 ]
Honey and Lavender
If speech were a scent, what kind would you wear? Flowers and fields, or foul, fetid air? If it were stone, which would you choose? A rough, jagged rock, or one round and washed smooth? If it were rare, what would you use? Words that are fair, or words that are cruel? And the children smiled and said, Honey and lavender. The teacher bowed. Just as a wise one would […]
Captain Bee
I fell from the front step into the sea and was saved by Captain Bee and his dandelion boat. . [ 1767 ]
Each is You
Remember, everyone you meet is living the precious gift of their lives. So don’t be hasty. Don’t criticize. Be patient. Be considerate. Be kind. Realize, each is you in disguise, Honey sweet, honey sour, Honey wise. . [ 1766 ]
All the Way
Portrait, sketch, idea. Instant, inspiration, urge. All the way back to a fool and his precious bag of words. . [ 1765 ]
While Pretending
We humans think we’re smart, but how smart are we, really, if we have to have money just to eat, live, and survive? he said, while pretending his arms were wings . [ 1764 ]
What We Think
What we think we’ve lost, we never had at all. What we think we have, we never really can or will. What we think is what we think we think, until . . . . [ 1763 ]
William Michaelian 