A hope

Wide awake now. Watching Monsoon Wedding on mute. So much I know by heart. I don't even need captions. I understand most of it.

My mind is settling but the heart still beats rapidly. So I hope to quiet down for a six hour rest. Sleeping in doesn't exist much anymore.

Seems to be no need for it. So I find myself at the window or looking out at the sky on my balcony.  Freeing my mind of anything that may weigh me.


Reminding myself of a good song ( a good life One republic). Indeed. Positive notes.  Holding onto the hope.

So now I just hope that the mind and the body relaxes. All so the night finally becomes a darkened sky thoroughly.

I smile in the echo of the idea that leaps inside me. Still I stay quiet.

Here I think and think. Then I just fill up the air and paint the parchment with words. Oh how I display me in words, if anyone reads.

Yet I don't dare ask who does. I just write. Hope. Strive I reach at least one person I love. It's always a hope.

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