In the littleness of things

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In the littleness of things

I await you in the littleness of things.

I hear you call my name from afar but as I raise my head up to see, you are nowhere near.

Somewhere far away.

From me.

I think I heard my name, so I turned to look but no one was there. I was all alone amidst books and shelves and things that possess no life.

I had once come out of this but now I'm stuck. I'm amidst things I very much cherish.

Amidst scents that no one can make nor describe until I see for myself.

The smell of the soil as rain splatters on it.

The waving of the trees to someone near that they too need shade from the heavy rain.

But I sit without an umbrella beside this storm and I adore it but there's something else with me.

Sometiing I'm afraid I can't describe.

I feel like there's a hole in my chest like I buried it deep down but now it's coming to light.

And I am so terrified and trembling for fear that I might be exposed.

For fear that it might soon come to light.

For fear that I am wishing...

I can't complete my sentence for I must go now.

I'm getting wet and I must not.

For my body is scared of cold.

Not my soul.

10 Comments

31-May-2022 09:57 PM

Nice 👍🏼

30-May-2022 04:25 PM

Osm

30-May-2022 11:55 AM

very nice