I collect you words
Like the flower petals that fall
From the bride's hair.
O eternal circle
Hovering around the fourth finger
I only wanted to feel you
As you dissapeared.

Spring sun and breeze,
porch sitting at ease reflecting,
hip deep in tranquility, smiling
living well one breath at a time.
Possessing way more than enough.

I’ve swam the seven seas, till I almost drown.
I’ve broken my heart so many times that I finally lost count.
I’ve lost my way somewhere beyond the trees.
If you could help me find it….
I’m looking for peace.

a promise, a plea
drowning in the sea
life, far from me
no roots to this tree

a promise, a plea
I've finally broken free
but that comes with a fee
the universe would agree

a promise, a plea
henceforward, simply
no connections to be
no happiness to see

from

big brain
with
small thoughts.

to

narrow pages
with
wicked lines.

I grew up.