Chaotic Art

Can This Hold

Jeremiah Ray

I try to remain still when they come

Jeremiah Ray

Then We Would Run And Be Free

Jeremiah Ray

Shadows Blur

Jeremiah Ray

Being Mindful Of Their Tiny Thorns

Jeremiah Ray

I Remember It Was When The Hummingbirds Left

Jeremiah Ray

What Would I Be Who Would I Be

Jeremiah Ray

I Remember Nights Held In Humidity

Jeremiah Ray

The Questions Fade And I Am Left With The Knowledge

Jeremiah Ray

As Simple As That

Jeremiah Ray

That Moment Of Lucidity

Jeremiah Ray

'Did I live? or just exist.'

Jeremiah Ray

Always Some Thing Something Some Thing I Waaaant To Speak The Laaaaangue Of Birds

Jeremiah Ray