Thank you for the speck on the floor
As I float away towards the gathering dust.
The pink dog, the day by day hurdles
Sharp images blunted by surrounding crust.
All of a sudden, the floor started to sprawl
And I panicked losing sight of the beautiful speck.
The pained faces, the silent desperation
Blunted images sharpened by the haunting reality check.
Happiness comes from nobody else - I hope I learn the difference between self-care and eternal self-vigilance. During moments when I fail to do so, I hope Jose Vanders will remind me ...
5 weeks ago