To lose myself in you…

Float,

Submerge,...

Caged in,

Staring at the sky,

Feeling nothing,...

Nature has settled on me.

I understand yet fight,

Finding it hard,...

Why are you crying?

I’m sad.

But you’re just a piece of wood! ...

I too feel frostbitten,

Parts broken, out of place.

But that’s all there is....

Nature’s intricacies,

Staring at us,

But rarely seen....

Go out with me.

Sure?

Yes ...

Far away,

But not out of sight.

“You can make it!...

I’m all cried out.

No more tears left.

Just dry, tired, drained....

Can it really be a mirror?

Seemingly made of stone,

Worn down in time,...

A 300-year-old symphony…

Ageless music,

Rippling through time,...

Let’s drift away together.

No comforts.

Forget the umbrella....

Most days I feel life is hard. A beginning and an end I don’t understand, toiling through endless days, drowning in noise, unable to see my road. ...

If I were to imagine where you live, it’d be here. I can see you waking up, walking out to the balcony with your sleepy eyes, staring outside...

It’s wintertime,

I’m covered in ice,

Recalling those days,...

Why are you clear,

And blurry at the same time?

I’m trying to appear human, ...

Shine on me,

Let me feel your light,

And help me ease, ...

Old technology becoming obsolete is natural.

A person aging graciously as well.

And rare.

When the world feels abstract,

And understanding hard to come by,

I try to relax,...

Floating and resting,

With cool droplets,

All around....