The fire is fed with ideas and pushes
By exploring the unknown land
Of a white sheet of paper.
But today I stop.
The rain stops me at the window.
Tears on the glass limit my action.
I will breath and consider,
Let my mind surf and dive
Navigate and sit still
Enjoying these days of inactivity.
Tag: still standing
25 Feb 2020
24 Feb 2020
Dry presence
The sun is high today
And its energy continuous and red.
It dried the leaves around me and the petals i had forgotten
In this brave winter.
I am just a flower on the side of this path
Made of gravel and grass.