Fleeting Wor(l)ds

In her eye
In her smile
Kindness
In her hand In her heart
Affection
She gazes into life
Through the shimmery veil

Of her birth

Swimming to the purest of her candour
to the sweetest of her softness
She is living in her inner circle
In her stronghold heart

Salty as a mist
She stumbles into life
Looking for her way
Wavering like the sea
Of her soul

She is looking for her own way
Depending
of ebb and flow
of what comes and go
through her into herself

If not
She finds for her own way
Upside down
Inside
She finds her move
Back and forth
Still

Salty as a mist
She stumbles into life
Uncertain
of herself
of life
of future

If yes
She draws her wander
Grounded to her past
Fragile
Rooted to her memory
Still

Salty as a mist
She stumbles into life

When she is in fact
She is like a truce
for the world
she is like this hanging instant
between day and moon
when all cats aren’t grey
when the Sun hasn’t dived into the horizon
when its reflect shines on the ocean

She is like this hanging instant
when you are embraced by the whole Universe
to turn off your torments
to heal your beats
to seal your feelings

Upside down Back and forth

Salty as a mist
She stumbles into life

When she is in fact
She is everything
for your tired heart

She is the beginning and the end
of the world
the beginning and the end of herself

As comforting as she needs comfort
As mesmerizing as she mesmerizes
As predictive as she wants to predict
As protecting as she protects

Constantly
In a State of Grace
her own castle
glass brittle

Gracile

She gazes into life
Through the shimmery veil
of her shell
Through her own tide

If not
She finds for her own way
Through the sandstone
Inside
She finds her move
Through the sand
Still

Justine T.Annezo – June, 21st 2023 – GTM+1