The time will come to bloom

Copyright Marie Kléber

Leaves bathing in Gold
As the sun is high in the sky
From my window

I treasure the sight
As my days are passing by

Slow motion of emotions
In the working place
Nothing here makes sense

When outside the world
Is waiting for me
To bloom, and shine, and be


New Reality

I was standing there thinking how nice it was to be just there with you. I wondered if you felt the same way I did.

I was standing thinking that it was that simple, that all the chaos I entertained before was just a way to avoid reality – that reality. As if happiness was something out of reach, something too good enough for me. As if I was made for chaos and pain. Only.

I was standing there thanking you for writing with me this new chapter of our lives.