Songs Of Kat

Oh, what I miss when I live in my head

Moments appear suddenly, like shooting stars, magical and fleeting. I memorize the feeling, the light shared and now gone. Moments defy capture. They slip through the nettings of the mind. They leave a few tangible elements to be swept into a pile, words and photos, memories like an imprint on time. But when I burden myself … More Oh, what I miss when I live in my head

Alive

This is where I am. Soft breeze brushing bare skin, a steady pull holding me to this spinning roundness, chirps and rustles, steam rising from my bowl, warmth of noodles, a distant, airless fire obscuring the infinite with blue-ceiling sky, and animals of clouds drifting on the riverwind. In this warm brightness of a day … More Alive