i hope one day we can lay together on the flowerbed you always dream of, and truly know we overcame it all. i hope one day i can be rebirthed too, but only if it’s with you
if at all you want to identify with something, identify with something that's tangible, like a tree or a flower or a hill or a cloud,
something that's grand within yet so gentle, because you are grand, you are gentle and most importantly you are one endless source of love
that the house is slowly on fire
that the house is slowly on fire
and i can’t get you to leave it
and i can't get you to leave it
and i can’t leave without you
and i can’t leave without you.
yes of course, the sound of running water. yes, birdsong, forest sounds. yes, rustling leaves. yes, please, a pre-rain breeze in a cross ventilated room. yes, dappled sunlight on a walk through a lonely path. yes, I love this life. yes, it is always moving, taking me with it