with my eyes resting on the ever evasive point
somewhere in the middle distance
I could watch it for hours
over and over
the shirt sleeves of your smile
falling over the arms of everything I have left
the delicate balancing act
of what is here now
and what is to come.
I could hold it all in my cupped hands.
this is beautiful! you have such a lovely way with words.
ReplyDeleteOh Minna, I so adore the way you express yourself. This poem - it's so lovely, so exquisite. I can't find the words to properly describe it. ♥
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, darling - every word your fingertips carve.
ReplyDeletethis is so sweet and lovely, it makes me smile
ReplyDeleteMinna, you are simply transcendent.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of a stillness I forget that comes over us, so often too. It is a part of our dusty lives so readily that we take no notice of the coming or going.
ReplyDeleteThe way our hands can be so strong and protective, yet fragile at the same time. We are so mishapen, it's beautiful.
I hope you are well, darling.
There is so much here to read.
Do not forget that you are precious.
Take care, M xxx
I feel like this is the world telling me that I am not alone. Beautiful words. x
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