Counting
#Counting!
Caught between numbers, days and emotions, strangled in this corner of the unknown, don't know what to count or how to count, should I be counting with my fingers or my imagination, for images in my mind are blurry and fades before they could form clear indication, I wanna hope but anything can happen, I wanna smile but fear of the unknown reserves me, maybe I'm stuck, maybe I'm floating, maybe I'm just out of timing, maybe I should breath, relax and let nature take its course.
Get a little closer, listen as my heart beat, beat with uncertainty, the end of the tunnel look way far, maybe I'm impatient, maybe I have waited way too long, maybe I'm out of shape, for it be long since I was part of this waiting and expecting
Wanna breath, wanna sigh maybe create more space in my lungs, clear thoughts, clear spirit , maybe full body and soul cleansing is what I need right now, to stand on guard for the unprecedented,
Maybe I should start counting the stars, hope I don't finish them and start recounting, before the unknown reach my shores, maybe I should kneel pray, maybe by luck my expectations would be before me before I can say my Amen, maybe I should take a walk and maybe by luck, would meet my expectations before I got tired from walking, if not counting
Maybe I should just continue counting, count until numbers make no sense at all, count until there be nothing in this earth to quantify, maybe I'm just a counter caught in wrong streams of life, I wanna stop counting but my heart says the opposite, I wanna give up but in my hunch says not yet, I wanna count, count and count more now than ever, please don't stop me from my counting, I am counting , counting the unknown for the unknown, I'm counting
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