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A wish

Copyright MK

I wish I could

Break at dawn
Inside your space

Wrap myself
Around your breath

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The name of things

We know the name of things
But do we know the name of feelings?

Drops of glowing water pouring inside our minds
We try to define them
With words

But do words know the depth of what is happening inside?

 

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Being ourselves

Copyright Marie Kléber

There was something before him. I wrote everything. I remember half of it. His love – today – does even change the past. Not what happened. But how I relate to it.

It’s less and less painful. I am moving to a place where  I know myself better. Where I understand what happened better too.

Fear, it was.

Fear of not being accepted. Not being loved. I mean not being loveable. Or enough. Yes, this is it. These people who drag you down, they see themselves before seeing you. They think they are close to perfection. And you, not. You are millions steps away from it. And their job is to make you better. You should even feel blessed to have crossed their path. This is just bullshit.

They’re fake.

So we were fake together. We didn’t work. We were not happy. Obviously. We got together for the wrong reasons. I was looking for recognition. I wanted to be useful. I wanted to count. And I got nothing but poor attention. I couldn’t count cause I wouldn’t match the perfect image of the perfect wife in a perfect mariage.

That’s it. Part of life experiences. I got lucky to escape and start again. It’s like winning the World Cup – I guess. Being able to stop the mess and start on a new track. Better road. Better people. No contest. Just be. Just love. Just live.

 

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Just the two of us

Copyright Marie Kléber

Kids love full houses. Voices. And people. And playing. Laughing. Games and big tables. Snacks and treats.

Maybe it’s the hardest part. The one that says, on a daily basis, it’s just the two of us.

Just him and me.

And seeing him missing something. The people. The voices. The fun. The funny part of life. Missing his friends as soon as we are back home. Missing his grand-parents as soon as they are back home.

When I feel down, I feel guilty.

But some days are good. Some days are even great fun. Just the two of us.

But I know he is in need of something more. So we go out. And spend days with family. And we meet people. And I try not to feel blue too often, or at least leave the blues for later. When he is in bed. And I remember the chance we have to be where we are.

We can never be sure to do it right.

We just try our best.

Isn’t it what we all do?

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Rainy days

Copyright Marie Kléber

We can call it a day

You know days. They come and go.

Do we remember each one of them in the vastness of life?

Or do we keep only ones, ones with a difference. Ones with something special. Memories we keep in mind and revisit when we feel like

it’s time to remember something. So other things can make sense.

And when nothing make sense, maybe it’s good to look outside and watch nature unfolding its treasures. Just un front of our eyes.

They say that green is the color of hope. Green is everywhere these days,. Surely, we miss the sun. But rain is giving us this brightness, these colors, so we can breath in the power of nature revealing itself, blooming.

I am like everybody else, I like the warmth of yellow sparks. But I also love the music of the rain, the scent of it, the freshness, I like being in and out, celebrating with nature, watching kids jumping in puddles, with a bright smile on their faces. I love being with people not scared about it. So we can enjoy and feel free together.

Rain is like magical powder that chase away my deepest fears and pains.

How do you feel about rain? Tell me all about it my friends…

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About time…

Copyright Marie Kléber

We hoped
And flew

Away with the sun
Reaching high
Chasing blue skies

Finding solace
In the arms of a lifelong
Dream

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Words come when I don’t expect them to show up. If I can’t catch them, I let them go. Or I find myself in a place of struggle. I don’t need more these days. I got enough on my plate. Some will say it’s all about being hypersensitive. Maybe. For me, it’s about digesting life events and news that don’t make sense to me. It’s about healing. And healing takes time…

 

 

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A place of freedom

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Copyright Marie Kléber

I knew somehow that it was within me
This freedom
This wish to experience
And enjoy life to the fullest

I took a road
Not the wrong one
Just one that took me so far away from myself
Far from joy
Far from life

I got a taste of what it is to become
Someone else
To behave like a robot
Learning what to do and how to do it well

I got to taste living in a place
Where emotions were
to be buried inside
Where some subjects were
Dangerous to talk about
Where a word could be a weapon

I knew somehow that one day I would breath again
I would smile and laugh and experience
I would have fears that I could conquer
I would know love
And what it means to feel free to show my feelings
To talk about my dreams
To express who I am
In so many different ways

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The friends we are

Copyright Marie Kléber

We could talk freely
We could laugh
And we could cry
Just let the tears flow
That was fine

We could want to catch the sky
And dream romantic stories
We could wander early morning
In the midst of chaotic dreams
Never knowing where we would land after
The wake up call

We could talk about everything
The good, the bad
Our deepest fears
Our greatest joys
And the nasty hours of our lives

We would wait till night fall
And confess to each other
Our shitty mess, our darkest secrets

Where we are now
We only talk once a year
Maybe more
I don’t have to tell you
How much I miss you

Our walks on the seashore
The way we wanted to change the world
Making a place where we could share our emotions
Without feeling guilty or scared

Cause together we were the world united
In a bubble of truth
RAW is who we are – friends above everything else