Wouldn’t you agree
that there’s a hint of gladness,
in spite of exhaustion,
when that person you waited for arrived?
So is the case with loved ones.
I think.
8.10.2025
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
standing in the middle of a meadow
with grey cloud overhead, green waves flow,
endless gusts of whirlwind dances
as I stare at a far distance
waiting, as the ember in the heart is burning
balancing between betting and believing
hoping, that I’ll see those eyes again,
those eyes like les petits pains en croissant.
2.15.2022