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Time for harvest

Outdrawn cheek, a tree is wet,
Wanting to connect, the root cries for water.
Dissy reality, a running machine.
A wheal over the fields, searching for seeds,
Not stopping, will there be growth?
Time, I’m here,
Trying to sort out reality,
Making up a scheme…Of meaningful activities,
Activities, activities, activities.
Will my body be satisfied?
Satisfied by my activities, activities.
My activities to act, to be, to see.
What is here? What is there?
What will there be?
What will there be for me, for me?
Me, me, here, now, then.
Future longing, Future longing,
longing to sing satisfied words.
Words, words those are contento.
Meaningful lives. Lives of others, of ours.
Now, then, there has been, there are, there are.
Choices, choices, choices to make,
To take. To produce. Not to lose. Not to lose.
I’m crying for connection,
For something to hold on to,
For something to look forward to.
Look forward to.
Now, then, there has been, there are.
We are going to. Will be? Will be?
Where will we be?
Fear of losing control?
Is that what it is?
Fear. Fear of losing control?
But I don’t have any of sort.
It is all blizzy; Blizzy reality,
Blizzy meaning, meaning, today, tomorrow.
Today, tomorrow?
A day, a day, a day, a day in my meaningful life?
Life of a child is. Life of a child is.
Life of a child is. Child.
Long day. A day long.
Singing a song. A day long.
Wanting to totally lose control,
Control, to lose control.
And see what the day has to offer me.
Wanting to let go of everything;
That holds me back,
That say I must do this and that, this and that.
Go into myself and search for an answer,
Just be for a day and see what happens,
What happens, what happens.
What my mind will say, about myself and my day.
Just sort things out, letting go, and let the body rest.
Rest to see what there will be for my mind.
For my future.
Bee free, to do what I want, what I want,
To be, to be, to be, to see, to see in my room,
In my reality. In my day. In my world.
Time in my world, time in my day,
Week, month, year. My time;
my time to choose.
I am free, to be myself,
To go into myself,
and then when I feel I can go out in the world.
When I am ready, ready to choose time, time.
Time, to do, time to see, time to be.
A day long. A day is long. Sing a song.
The day is long. Choose your own time to be.
To see, to be, to do, to do what you want in your life.
In your room, in your reality, in your scheme,
Scheme of activities.
It is for you to see, to be.
The day is long.
If you want it’s short.
Time is here for you,
for you to be free,
to choose what you want to be,
and see.
In your time, day and world.




Fri vers av Lovisa Lindbom
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Publicerad 2017-05-17 21:25



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