Curiosity

somewhere a flake of white snow fell
it touched upon my heart and melted
I could not tell if it was my heart or the snow
Its curious eyes stared into my soul
I could only reply in bare honesty.
I hope to tell my life story
all of its flaws and meanings
and I want to listen to it
where it came from
and what it has seen.
it would be a good long night
listening to stories.

10.4.2023

Slip

it appears I wanted to much?
what do you call this?
this bright little thing
a silver thread
that slips through your fingers
and disappears into darkness.
is it called hope?
it lingered on my finger tips awhile.
well, I deeply appreciated it while it lasted.
now, the darkness engulfs this sphere.
it’s another time to take a deep, long dive
into the darkness.
I wish to see it again,
that bright silver lining.

10.3.2023

Healing

Unexpectedly, a helping hand arrived.​
we both had tired eyes,
silently listening to each other’s worries.
strangely, even all the words
trying to convince ‘all will be okay’,
which we knew were not a guarantee,
they sounded strangely, yet familiarly reassuring.
of course, a life is to be lived by oneself,
and not helped by the others.
yet to see another person
walking a similar, seemingly eternal path
gave me a confidence
that perhaps
I can do this too.

9.29.2023

Love

do I deserve to be loved?
I realized things have changed
and that I am not in mud any more.
but the memory of the dark water
lingers too close in my mind.

do I deserve to be loved?
can I ask to be loved?
can I be free to love?

to find out,
I’ll be a bit more honest,
I’ll work hard,
but not to earn the love,
but to protect those that I love.

9.27.2023