Good question

Well?

it's like this

look it's like this

i don't really mind
how weird you think
i am or how
normal if that is
even a thing or 
if you think i'm 
good or bad or 
maybe some kind of
crazy because i have
walked a long way
and the stones on
the path bit deep
and those scars are
the reason i don't
walk now – i dance

the dawning

I had a dream
that all of time
was running dry

and life was
like a comet
falling from the sky

I woke so frightened
in the dawning
oh so clear

how precious
is the time
we have here

Everything

everything

everything ends

close the door

close the door

don’t look in

only dark things

live within

they whisper black

thoughts ooze rivers

of shame poison

the light make

leaden with blame

you’ve been in this place

you’ve felt its embrace  

do not peer in

close the door

Wilhelm

I don't know 

about my dreams ...

I don't know 
about my dreaming
anymore


... all that I know is

I'm falling

falling

falling

Generous

Attention is the rarest

and purest form of generosity.

~ Simone Weil

Precious

Today is full with sunshine and light.

I hold these precious, fragile moments in my heart.

Forty-five

It is not a word spoken, 
Few words are said;
Nor even a look of the eyes
Nor a bend of the head, 

But only a hush of the heart
That has too much to keep, 
Only memories waking
That sleep so light a sleep. 


It Is Not a Word Spoken  by Sara Teasdale (1920). 

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