There is a certain flow to my words
today, like the glow from each rain drop
today
I can hear souls leaving us today,
with different speeds,
Some never gained momentum, when they were sitting on the edge of this tree of life and someone or something pushed them off
I’ll be missing some of these young birds because I had heard that they were about to leave for fun destinations
But I just heard about the hearts that blew up or froze in this life without any severance pay for all the pain they felt and caused, without intention
I’m a little detached today in this foggy morning, fearing for all the birds in the egg nests
I feel alone today and miss you
even if I never met you or the real you from beneath your flight, in the silver skies