I am not the valleys- In this life I am the peaks. For my strength I will speak- For my ability to persist, My refusal to be weak. I fly like wind, And flow like water, But I resonate in the deep miles

Aho! My name is Danny Petrone, but I chose now to call myself Danny Wolf; it's the name the universe meant for me to find and expand with. In 20 shorts years on this beautiful Mother Earth, life has been

Drowned in sensory. Internal explosions bring the first breath of life. - Transitory world. Realms warping, realms vibrating, encased inside mind. - The wall is shattered. You: transcending, flourishing.

Skin torn and charred, Leaking green. Burned myself a long road So I’d be sure To get lost along the way. I wanted to get deep, Find my bones- It was the only way. Learned to laugh At what tears the deepest,

When the life inside of me begins to wither like the leaves on winter trees, And my breath begins to slow, I'll use the very lasts gasps to say how I get high to the smell of rain, And that sunflowers