A Summer Wonder

The mountains are held by dinosaurs far into the ground, holding everything in place for now they stand still. The clouds pass through carrying precious information.  The air fluff is new stories to keep us sound and alert. Our souls are warm in this needy weather although the sweat melts right off to soak the full fabric I place over my flesh. We call it summer and yet it’s more like appreciation for the phase of the earth brewing great things to come. Each one fruits and how you work and live shows in the times of that particular summer.

I want to write short stories and talk with close friends about nothing and be contributing to my place on this planet at the highest potential possible. The adventures and discussions is always a must.

I believe if I put out good energy then I could possibly see it returned back in what I may not even notice yet if I stay postive hearted then ultimately I’m good. Nothing’s perfect and if I have negativity weighing me down that will only make it harder for me to get to where I need to be. We all have the journey and the road to conquer. I’m trying to dream the right way and stay humbled with my people in my time.

Life is a bowl of olives…


Author: storiesfrommystomach

I am from a Village called South Komelik on the Tohono O'odham Nation. I enjoy poetry and philosophy. Hope you enjoy the blog! :)

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