42/F/South Africa life is a song and we are the words
- i am a creative. i make jewellery. i dance.
i dream. i play. i write. i sing. i hug trees, save bugs and grow herbs.. i am, that i am. abracadabra. www.wildbydesign.co.za http://chantelhere.blog 31 followers / 986 words
One more day Another week Note the month The turn of year I will tell you A story If you'll lend me An ear - Listen. Be patient. Lifetimes take a moment To condense Into something that Makes any sense. Time passes Blink blink Time stands still Wink wink Time will tell This story If you have the patience To let it run It's course.
I thought that **** had come to get me the night the flames arose they lit up the walls like heaven but devoured everything and I rose from the bed clutching my throat how precious is air? those arms that tore me from the fire I know not his name I remember nothing but smoke, and fire.. and that he saved me.
smoke gets in my eyes wetness watering the ashes I rub it between my fingers there's nothing left it dissolves into my skin everything I had, gone the fireman's hose waters the flames fires do as they must from ashes to ashes and dust to dust life will reemerge they say, a small green shoot bending towards the morning sun and my tears will make it grow it will become a tree and I will become me again.