I saw your words’ first dawn
on a crisp day of pending woes
& in your eyes, reflected,
the sky’s limit ~
piercing blue.

in these overbearing times
my gaze stays fixed on the horizon
and I gush forth ~
to whatever end.


i guess this day could have been worse.
true, i wanted to clean a little more… what does it matter.
managed to finish my first two stories… the dust can wait.

i don’t know why exactly, but i felt the urge to do something new… something more… and i was sure it would not go along with this blog.
i was right. now that i see them finished on virtual paper, i know why. they look much nicer over there. it just… fits.

i am happy i found something completely different to work on… to think about – right now, where distractions are still so necessary.
most of all, i enjoyed writing my first two ‘babies’. i always wanted to be a storyteller… now, i am. sort of.


now it’s too dark to swing the mop. heh. such a shame…

Inner Focus

there is this moment
right before dawn
where everything
is covered
in a silence so deep,
that you can hear
your own heartbeat
if you listen closely.

it is but a moment
and then
the first bird
starts to sing
and you know
new beginnings
are ahead…
you are back
in the cycle
of life.

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