Time break

The importance of events
Is measured in the time
They demand from us.
Taking the time
Is standing still
And yet it is hard.
Allowing ourselves experiences is a luxury
And a lesson to learn
We all owe to our selves
Running everyday
In fields of discomfort.

Lost at sea

It is Difficult to see
What is behind my back
On this rare foggy day of summer.
I am stick on the present
and in the lack of memory of this grey cloud.
The direction is list for a moment
But the lighthouse is always on
Out there.