House sitting in Naseby, I experienced the life after my parents' age.
Wwoofing in Wellington Masterton, I see the model a bit later my age.
To make it good,
to make it sweet.
I must do those before I know to be afraid of.
Not want to be afraid, but feel like less and less courage.
less and less boiling bubbles in my vessel.
At least I'm strong and brave so far.
At least I'm pushing myself to try hard.
Such little patience I have, I'm glad to achieve step by step.
I'll never forget how I started a fire and protected it and kept it glowing this winter.
Let me own the tiny sparkle for good.

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