Thinking Barefoot
I watch the sky through the tree tops, tree
tops through cable wires, the wires through a net, and the net through my
soft-lashes
And something about the day has
got me thinking….
So I am not leaving this couch or
the view until I make up my mind.
The thing is that I can’t tell what I woke up to this morning… the way I used to.
Like the time when I woke up to be
a painter or a blogger or a nomad or someone's muse or whatever...
But This day has something I have
never woken up to…
clearly because it has taken me the whole day
to pick what-i-woke-up-to.
There's a nice couch under me,
sweetest melody in my ears, weather that makes my skin glow,no voices partying in my head..
And a feeling that everything is alright with
the world because it’s just what it’s meant to be.
I don't know what to make of it as i watch the sky changing colors over hours, lying on the very same spot.
A peaceful day in a row of messy ones. No rush whatsoever...
Dear setting sun, i can see you are trying to tell me things...things like i am where i am meant to be the way you are, the way every other thing is...
Well, that could be it.
Will see you next week.
#Melody courtesy: song for you - Alexi Murdoch
