Many threads, the veins of journey
space spreads for a newborn baby
the cry as soft as her toes
fragrant smell of ripe oranges
wraps her world
arrangement of fruits in the market
the camel ride in the desert
flight of flamingoes
where will you be when you open your eyes?
intimate gestures that will startle even the birds
the sun focuses on its reflection
you avert your eyes
the ocean dyeing its waves
spreading into seven continents
“I would like to see you again.”
“I’ll say goodbye before I leave.”
P.S. prefer written correspondence
than telephone conversation.
Attached is my pen.
Note: The quotations are from the book I’m currently reading: Language Arts by Stephanie Kallos.
I just finished a funny story: The Diver’s Clothes Lie Empty by Vendela Vida