by Bela Johnson | Jul 17, 2014 | inspiration, nature, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized
The voices speak in silence, drowned not upon the wind; deep inside lurks a stillness, point of light in a dark crystalline sky. Are they drawn from imagination’s well, unconfused by chaotic din? Does it matter where wisdom is garnered like sheaves of grain in an...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 8, 2014 | food, lifestyle, musings, nature, poetry, Uncategorized
Reclining in wrapping indifferent to its contents, the tidy row of portobellos lies chilling; scaly surfaces restricted by saran to fit, shipped far from forest understory now gasping for breath through tiny puncture-perfect holes. Carefully pulling free vulgar...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 24, 2014 | lifestyle, musings, philosophy, poetry, relationships, Uncategorized
What kind of honesty obfuscates anger where allies become enemies in a heartbeat, decimating one another with a smile? How to winnow facts from confusion, being truthful as well as kind, increasing both wisdom and discernment? Best to model intention and...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 10, 2014 | love, musings, poetry, random thoughts, Uncategorized
He never wore a ring, she said. Though it might have been better than mangling it on a lumber hook two days after the wedding, nearly cutting that digit free at least. Such things happen, I know. Symbols on display do not indicate what harbors within. Commitment,...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 3, 2014 | happiness, inspiration, lifestyle, musings, philosophy, Uncategorized
At times I reflect on the busy of mind, while I’m out drawing circles, they’re marching in line. This marching in line seems so orderly, sane yet it only appeals to the logical brain. Drawing lines on the paper or lines at the mall does not nourish a garden or sense...
by Bela Johnson | May 27, 2014 | inspiration, love, musings, philosophy, Uncategorized
did not turn into a prince. I live to tell the tale. Still I observed its mottled emerald skin, felt the skeleton, a perfect physical vulnerability. I kept my hands wet, lest I should do it harm as I learned from fishing, the catch and release. I did not seek to...
