One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche
The meeting was setAnd I let her in today,My soul café opening its door,To smell the August breezeand the latte.
The table beside the windowtopped with lacy weave,Smiles at the sunflowers rowed outdoors.Our breakfast platterheaped with anxiety,Hope, liberally layered,Me and Myself —We sit soul-o-soul.
The morning bright peeps in,The shady inside breathes heavy,Faux smile, skittish moves notunnoticed,We walk the silent talk.
That discerning look, those wordlessconversations, she taking me over —My soggy, clothe-less soul, nowHanging in the air, sun-dried,Nourished.
When Mirrors lieI slip into my café and latte,‘Cos they don’t.
“We can’t be afraid of change. You may feel very secure in the pond that you are in, but if you never venture out of it, you will never know that there is such a thing as an ocean, a sea. Holding onto something that is good for you now may be the very reason why you don’t have something better.” ― C. JoyBell C.
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