Monday, July 7, 2014
Tree of patience
If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were.
Khalil Gibran
everything moves: dance
to rise
against the wind
and fly with the clouds
to cry out
loud
on solid air
to leave
firm ground
and walk on water
to swim
with
the flow
everything
moves:
dance
against the wind
and fly with the clouds
to cry out
loud
on solid air
to leave
firm ground
and walk on water
to swim
with
the flow
everything
moves:
dance
i love thunderstorms
a thunderstorm at night. clean air. i buried my wife last year. i buried a hope yesterday. no you. now she. in my garden and with ashes of burnt wood. surrounded by luxuriously growing green. a stone on top. now i am the king of my life again. no queen to join. no roses. but clean air, bird song and open roads.
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