there's a light mist this morning.
yes, i had a few puffs, to add some smoke to the scene.
to make it all more impossible to see clearly.
i am not at home in my own house
my life is riddled with mysteries
i used to write my stories here
the glory of living on planet earth
believing what we feel passionate about
maybe even create
this life a mysterious thing
now i only write
when i see no way out
the nights are dark now
this fall is wet
is it Jupiter that lights up the evening sky?
the days are sunny and light
yesterday another short rainstorm
it rained in front of the house
but not at the sides or at the back
only the future
is where i can't see through
what do i do?
i pride myself
on breezing through life so easily
knowing where the sun shines
knowing that here in the North
snow will soon fall :)
(i am not trying to create something here)
the sunlight will be reflected a thousand times
in all directions
past and future
here and there
giving warmth within