a rest in my house at the forest
Monday, January 28th, 2008
I am sitting in front of my house at the border of the forest. As always my view is a hazy landscape. A soft sunlight shines trough the fog. There is not much to be seen, my eyes start to rest. Faces of people appear in the clouds, the desire appears to be with them, even to touch them, but not much seem to happen, because i decided to stay calm whenever they enter and exit my heart .
There is still a lot of sadness in my heart, which i want to let go of. But how can you do that? The deer comes and looks me into the eyes, we cry for all the lives we didn’t live.
it’ okay to be rest. It’s okay to be sad. Today.