Eternal arrival
Wherever I go “… Don’t cry for my leaving
I am not leaving!
I am arriving, at eternal love”- Rumi
On a rainy September morning, I once left!
A naughty girl I boarded the flight, and a woman I landed in the ancient land.
And I went into a coma!
On a sunny December morning, I once left!
Adventured from an ancient land onto a snowy December evening in a forgotten kingdom.
And I built a cocoon!
On a rainy November morning, I once left!
Holding tightly into the reflections in the rear mirror, I flew across the frozen shores of the memory lines, leaving a forgotten kingdom and arriving into the wild.
And I built a home!
On a snowy February morning, I once left!
An alchemist I became,
Melting the clouds and transforming snow into sand,
I shall land.
I am not falling into the abyss, I am rising above with bliss.
On a colorful October Autumn morning, I re-left, carrying all the colors I could collect, breathing in all the crispy air there is.
All that I knew, all that I loved and all that I built, I left.
In the attic, in a little treasure box I left it;
beating in peace,
knowing as within as without;
Assured, home is safe;
There, in the deep, dark and cold north, a heart is gracefully beating in love, light and warmth.
A new life is about to begin.
Rest, to be continued!
