I'm over the sea of fog.
To assess the situation.
Stand flawlessly in one spot, than myself.
Inhaliere saumloses Blau, so, look-
I breathe in and not out.
I think: you never let yourself go.
Maybe because my arm was supporting my hip,
keck, instead of stretching out, a clear gesture.
Who has needed me??
Linen white wavy edge. Including a simmer.
I've seen it: The line, the the
Separates perspectives. Start now, to
blur. See haze,
that weaves the seam. Like oriental dance.
The seam of boundless mess,
Clouds and foam. Look-
I saw clearly earlier, saw our hardened ones
Hem behind the clarity of our options
disappear, limitlessly bigger
Is it possible—
Inhaled solutions like reconciliation,
flawless blue, this is where I stood.
Now in the fog, left by them,
by sheer, Perspectives separated from you.
Sulphurous thicket in the beeper
my nose, To breathe: attempt,
arms crossed.
question: what and who can I hold?
Must reassess the situation: in the swamp.
(28.11.2020)
Just wanna state that this is very beneficial , Thanks for taking your time to write this. Adelaida Harlen Alyda