Wednesday, September 26, 2007

knitting and running

our lives are so beautifully fragile
some days i feel like
i am just a little dry leaf hovering along
the Autumn's thin air
coming down a big tree
to pose on the grass
or the floor

it is a mysterious awareness, this freedom
fearful might be sometimes
but blissful while comprehending
one breaths, in and then out
alive

your life could just end like that!
in a click
or a clack!
or…
out of a miracle
full of love and surprise
in a second
your fortune
can smile wide

life, owns quest of time

and i, now & then...
just because
run at nights
and
if the knees say yes!
i go fast fast fast!!!
natural seratonin
kicks in and...
then some imaginary air
sounds of velocity
move my hair
that caresses my back
a subtle trance

i ran now & then
lately
and then the knitting season
had also a come-back



i seem attracted
to mind-numbing activities
repetitive
peace induced?
maybe it is just the full moon
or das Herbst
or all of them
together (pause)
at once (pause)
buenas noches (pause)
y good-bye (ending sound)
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