Nothing is for me to keep
Why do I then weep?
Confusing wants with needs
and intentions with deeds
Can it somehow make sense?
Today, tomorrow or hence...

I woke up early
Silence was there
It had been a long time
since we had last met
The light arrived slowly
as if not sure
she should be here
As I looked up
I could see her
sing and dance
the melody of life
just for me
just for me…

One day,
you will stop calling them,
words
for they are
babies
we give birth to
Our babies,
we let go
who
travel far and wide
reaching distant minds
to live a life
of their Own..