Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

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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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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Where are You?

When nothing makes sense, I turn towards You.

But where are You? Are You hiding? So You don’t have to face my questions. Where are You when the world of so many is falling apart?

I recall. You are not that far. But how can I reach to You with all this mess around?

Are You kidding? Are You really the Master of Life and Death? How do You decide who shall live and who shall die?

I won’t ask You why? I know there is no answer to this question.

Every time, I feel like, it is breaking something inside. I must be made of millions and millions pieces of multiple shapes, cause I am still there, I still breath, my hears beats. I am alive. When there is nothing left , I will still have You? I hope.

I need trust. I need faith. I need to believe in something greater so I won’t dive into this space of emptiness. Will I ever get this? Will I ever understand why young people die? Just like this. In a blink of an eye.

Prayer is my only salvation…

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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

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Loving you

There is no craziness in loving you.

Just the knowledge that it is true. The way I feel and the way I deal with life. The growing confidence.

I believe there is nothing to understand. Just to be and appreciate the chance we have to walk side by side on the road of our lives.

We will never know where it takes us. It can be scary  at times. And yet I choose to focus on the good and forget the rest.

I can tell that I knew deep down that this day would come. I spent years searching for myself in the ruins of my past, so that when you will step inside my space, I coud be free to let you come and surprise me.

And if I have doubts or fears some days, I look within as I know it’s there that all the answers are.

Loving you is like a crazy firework enchanting my every day life!

Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

Where we belong…

Copyright Marie Kléber

There will come a time
When
Whatever the road you chose
You will know
You are
Where you ought to be

Leaves dancing in the trees
Will remind you
Of a long-time dream buried
In the shadows
Of childhood memories

The opalescent stars
Carrying the names of lost ones
Will guide your steps
From a place of fear
To a place of love

You will know
There is nothing to lose
In this life
As nothing belongs to you

You can only be
And when you are
In this state of being
You are carrying the world
In a seashell made
Of gold and grace