Evening stillness. After the trained speech and sucessful performance. Before the new morning which might not bring anything other than another list of plans. It’s ok, I won’t regret. I thank for the beginnings and prolong the ends. My desires in someone else’s bag still make me happy. Should I dive into the sleep tonight chatting with angels or with myself?
breath per breath
time between thoughts
Linked to Carpe Diem #1166 Nightflower