Archive for December, 2025

390. How?

Wanting
And the want dissolves

Fluttering once more
In the wordless void,

How can anything
Not wholly beautiful
exist?

389. When he fell

He was hungry
When he fell
His green was still alive
His sun still yearned to shine
A little more
His joys and sorrows
Leaned against the wall
The light has started
Growing bigger
It was beautiful
He knew
Now where is
The unseeable heart
That will accept him all
Into itself?

388. To birds

The man with pain
Has forgotten everything
And now
He gives
the things he used to have
To birds.

387. Disappearing

I am disappearing
In my room
Gray light is coming
From the window
My lungs are still breathing
Sky
My heart is still beating
Red and green
Broken as I am
I still remember earth.

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