Spiral down in the green fields
Feb 16, 2022
You forgive for the peace of life,
for the equilibrium of this world.
It’s just that sometimes you shred your whole being
and be born again.
I guess that’s not always a bad thing?
To be reborn out of love,
to feel the wind stroke you face,
to tremble when you fear,
to spiral-down, tip-toe, and dance among shades of green fields,
to reach for the stars you wouldn’t have dared, if we hadn’t met.
To hear all the sounds in this world, make melodies
and still wish to exist
with you.