Tuesday, July 21, 2015
dawn of another loneliness in the year of the goat
it is the year of the goat.
it is not my year.
let goats stray wild and graze thistles.
they are happy in their freedom.
me, i have not yet found happiness in my chosen freedom.
i will and i can and there is life.
when the will to survive is stronger than love,
i cannot foresee where i will land.
i just have to throw myself into the waves.
there has been a light in my life for all of one year.
it will be difficult to steer my ship without this faro.
alors, i must shed light on my path from inside.
it is, after all, always my path.
though i may appear to walk in circles,
i move in spirals.
they have open ends.
when i gathered enough momentum,
i fly out into space.
the universe is wild.
the loneliness is immense.
nobody can tell me how i must be.
this is a first step to new happiness.
it is not my year.
let goats stray wild and graze thistles.
they are happy in their freedom.
me, i have not yet found happiness in my chosen freedom.
i will and i can and there is life.
when the will to survive is stronger than love,
i cannot foresee where i will land.
i just have to throw myself into the waves.
there has been a light in my life for all of one year.
it will be difficult to steer my ship without this faro.
alors, i must shed light on my path from inside.
it is, after all, always my path.
though i may appear to walk in circles,
i move in spirals.
they have open ends.
when i gathered enough momentum,
i fly out into space.
the universe is wild.
the loneliness is immense.
nobody can tell me how i must be.
this is a first step to new happiness.
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