Trees branching out

And falling leaves

How I nurture

Old hopes and dreams

Lost in the woods

Soothed by the sun

A crawling bug

And fluttering butterflies

I gaze at the stories

Written on the leaves

I move in between

Specks of light

A home within me

In the middle of nowhere

Familiar gentleness

How I’ve longed for it

Let me remain here

So far away

From all the noise

And never-ending chaos

Drenched in silence and calm

Muddy shoes and a cool stream

I keep holding on

To fragments of bliss

So far away

From monotony and despair

This weary heart

It’s healing and blooming

A soul illuminated

With joy once again

A greyscale life

Stillness and noiselessness

Withering flowers

And decaying days

I close my eyes

Stacked pebbles

And an open journal

Blur and haze of time

Beads of sweat

Slowly trickling down

A butterfly resting

On a still leaf

Humid summer air

Wildflowers and a cloudy sky

I sit by a lake

Nurturing hope and ache

The mirrory waters

Do the trees gaze?

At their reflection

Do they long to be?

In the depths

Ripples of calm

I am here

And I am nowhere

I belong to myself

Neither the depths

Nor the clouds

Birds fly

Joyously breathing in

The summer sky

Rhythmic beating of my heart

A blooming daisy

A dull pain

This sweet life