'I was here'
Let my soul sprinkle into pieces
For I want to dive in the presence
And shower everywhere like rain drops
And feel the sooth of that breath
That reminisce, "existence"
My heart urges on staying
Inside the cold wind showering my skin
I sense the spirits of angelic vibes
On the tip of those swinging trees
My soul yearns for their adventure
And seek to live in it forever
My eyes spot the orange glare
Amongst the heart of that mountain
That dusk, is everything
I shall stay on looking, again and again
My ears are avid on hearing
Those pigeons chirping
While flying or fleeing
And making trouble
Pooping on their admirer
"Keep it under wraps"
I sense them saying
"It's a sign of good luck"
Then I shall stay on being a target
I seek to stay on that presence
Ceasing, sticking on that moment
Being captured
If only, I could
As the time of vanish comes
As that presence tends to perish
My traveler soul has a message to deliver
Written in silence, hanging in the air
"I was here"
Copyright © Hilina Gelaw | Year Posted 2024
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