 | | 09/07/2015 15:31
Sur le blog Amy Nelson
the butterfly belt
I'm alone on the wooden pallet which sits below the backyard May tree. I could stay here all day even if only to collect freckles on the skin and to witness the tomato plant curl towards sunlight. I like being alone, my thoughts stay with me like the sight of a roaring campfire stays with the eyes of those who watch it. I'm not thinking about time or the loss of it, I'm not thinking about where I'll go tomorrow, I'm only thinking about the poetry of a pepper plant and the way sunlight in July makes me feel like singing. There are days when I sit below the May tree and I wonder who I am. Is this what I want? Am I in love with the world?...
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