let it come

let it come

let it wash over me

let me be

let me be

let me be~

through

when in darkness

find the light

field

if i could spend a lifetime

walking in a field

well then, i would be alright

there is a healing power

of being both lost and found

simultaneously

while walking in a field

there is a celebration of life

a witnessing

hymns of love and hallelujah

and isolation enough

so as to not cause damage

oh, field

take me to a field

torn bits of wallpaper

he saves torn bits of wallpaper in his pockets.

why?

no one can be sure.

how long do you have together?

who's to say?

is it perfect?

yes, in rising moments.

do you love him?

how could i not?

comings and goings

how to find

in the ceaseless turning of moments

one island of a moment

how necessary it is for the soul

to look at its feet and see that

yes, it is here

symbiotic

pushing through the darkness

i grow alongside you

sitting

you remember finding yourself on an old couch

just sitting,

nothing else?

the lilacs

the lilacs come every year

but it's not that they come

it's how they come

truth

truth

rests

just beyond

what you can see

white

a private moment
myself and my collar
a deep breath
ok~