It’s only
the eye
never the
needle which
makes thread
useful and
just like
us when
we too
pass through
our own
eye of
our own
needle we
discover our
true purpose
often becoming
something else
something stronger
something together
Category: Creativity
nowwhatnow
I keep
pushing and
pushing and
pushing this
thing down
trying to
put it
back in
but this
thing that
I am
doesn’t fit
into the
thing that
I was
and now
it’s free
and now
what now
Anymore
And now
when this
isn’t anymore
may I
remember you
like this
for then
like this
won’t be
here anymore
and already
now I’m
missing it
Darkness
Darkness moves
my desire
from thought
to deed
but when
darkness stalls
never starts
a rock
remains rock
when missing
its flint
no strike
no flash
no flame
just cold
dark stone
Became
And as
sip became
secret as
whisper became
laughter when
laughter became
kiss and
kiss became
true we
knew I
knew you
knew too
