state of being (circa: lifetime at hand)

what is it that i want ?

on this breaking winter’s day…

calm and bright

like the best summer day.

 

persistent dry leaves rattle,

like a lite heart full of love.

as the ancient wood lost water,

creaked and shrank…

as the cracks formed explode with life

and eggs of unknown bugs.

 

the core of all shrank,

grew lite and bent.

an oddity, my heart…

was that swelled, each time i blinked

and each time grew wide with blurred light.

 

what more is it that i want ?

the need to breath and move.

being happy cant be terrible after all.

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