21 February 2025

I wonder why

I wonder why I look toward the sun
When it flings me back and makes me fall
And that fall drops me in the depths of the ocean
The ocean that is cold and deep and cruel and dark
There in that cold, deep, cruel, dark abysss
I wonder why I look toward the sun

- MM

01 February 2025

I stopped wanting to see

I stopped wanting to see
I stopped wanting to taste
I stopped wanting to hear
I stopped wanting to smell
I stopped wanting to feel

The arch of my being has
Not understood before more than
This sense of

Love

A love that disrupts all senses
A love that is all-encompassing

Because
It seems
Love is simply
Life