Tuesday, April 4, 2017

The Seasons After Winter

I think you want to say, “You might fall in love, is that the worst thing that could happen?”

And I want to ask you if you've ever noticed the way Christmas lights reflected in a window at night look like stars exploding.

And I want to ask you if you had a garden growing up.

I want to ask you if you had to listen to one thing forever, what would it be.

And I think I want you to say, “A river. Why are we hiding what’s happening here?”

And I think I want to say, "Falling in love is not the worst thing that could happen."

But I don’t know.

Because when you’ve been waiting for someone else for so long, you can become a stranger even to yourself.

7 comments:

Simon said...

Keep them coming:)

Sarah Howard said...

❤ I cry with each one I read; yet I can't stop.

Anonymous said...

This is so beautiful ��

Unknown said...

Wonder how long one man needs to suffer before they send the Father that I need and want to be .

Anonymous said...

I look forward to these. They are what I turn to when I can't turn to anyone. Thank you. Thank you for spreading your wonderful words around this wonderful world.

Anonymous said...

It is the worst thing. He can be the best thing and it'll still be the worst thing.

Jedi Ramalapa said...

beautiful.