to learn again ☆

I am learning again

To be

To think 

To write

5 months

Drenched in cold glistening water

Strangeled by lilypads

But also floating admist moonlihght

Life is not easy in any way after all

But I will stop making it harder

Harder than it should be

I think i need this candlelit thing called mindless routine

Scattered around in a few corners of the house

Like one next to the kitchen table, to eat breakfast and drink tea in the morning sun

Like another next to the table to write my poems agian, not as preformance, not to be good but because i truly wholeheartedly love it

An open, lit room for creativity

And another routine to make good hearty meals 

and to eat when my body asks me to

And another to sleep when the sun goes to sleep and not lay awake on hours into the dark

I agian want to try to live

In a way that was never hard before, that went on, streaming and flowing like a song

I agian want to read, and write my poems and stories, and to go out into the nature. I want to take more pictures like I recently did, and to paint many many more things

I will paint something beautiful 

Because although i know

Its often easy to forget

Its never to late to start again

And its never to late to start (something new)

I felt such immense freedom when I picked up the camera to take pictures of the moon

And those branches circling around the sun

That I find so beautiful and often think about