Your hair
floating flapping
in the wind
you move
move
and you are able to
look back look forward
as far as you dare
tilt your head up
down
sideways but you
move
forward
and you need not
stop

If they were all my children I'd say
you have done well
til here
shake off the doubt
If they were all
my children
I'd say
I'm kind of proud
of you -
She
to all her children
never withholds
her trust
never does anything to truly harm
she sees you
rattling
and thus becomes
evermore calm
so as to maybe catch you
in mid-fall
soothing
the challenge
you imposed on yourself

Good to see you take it
with a laugh a smile a
teary eye from being so
connected
Good to see you are
relieved
Good
my dear
to see you hear the lightness

🌌

Are you awake says the night to the dark
weaving the light of the sparkling stars
into your warm dreaming heart
are you awake

✨

The smells the breeze the
glistening reflected
rays of sunlight
already reach you
though the sea itself
seems
out of sight

A little hut with
black
swirling about
a sign to stay
away come closer please
the door just slightly ajar and some
black strands of hair
almost visible -
This
you understand in a sudden impulse
is her way
to invite you maybe not
in
but closer