Today you will just let me be alone

tomorrow I will learn about the colours
breath marked shades transitions of light
earth taken tolls paid in paling skins
water touched horizons brimming in the floods
and all waves swelling at the tip of hope
today you will just let me paint

tomorrow I will learn about the words
chiseled in stones rolling down the lines
like speech taken calls of unspoken lips
time eaten ends breath beaten parts
all fires burning at forgotten hearths
today you will just let me be silent

tomorrow I will learn about the houses
about the meaning of windows and doors
families inside eating daily bread
the thresholds tense in silent awaiting
with all the worlds coming closer to their steps
today you will just let me be alone

Author Notes

six minutes after midnight

© Miroslava Odalovic.