How I cling
Bite every tooth (my teeth)
Wholeheartedly into the moment
(But also) Into the people
Surronding it
I never meant to do so
I only felt an immense sensation of light,
warmth from all around
and did so in trying to perserve it
But I have started to learn to let go
To let all things feel and float
A small happy (lightfilled) glimpse
Can be enough
And now
Amongst gaps of light over the snow
Glittering in white grass
"Or the frozen branches in headlights"
I can see it and feel it and i can breathe it
And perserve it in my heart
Memories pickled in cotton laced jars
I do not need anyone else to see
the beauty i see, to know the truth in my arteries
The root of my heart
That this is what we lost with the suitcase and the train to the city
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