This week’s blog is about those feelings and that certain space that doesn’t really have words. I hope some of you enjoy it.
Wishing you a bright and blessed week to come.
No words for this feeling.
Like a cooling angst.
Water to tame the fire.
I take a wish, for a falling star.
To lie in the embrace of the moon.
Denied a voice.
Like a damp darkness.
A space in no particular place.
Fire, heats water to boiling.
Though I am cooling.
Taking a wish on a falling star.
…Nowhere in particular.
In no particular time.
There is no space that can fill me.
Water quenches the fires’ thirst.
I count every wish for every falling star.
© 2001 Tikarma Vodicka
P.S. On a personal note I’ll be having some minor surgery tomorrow. I’ll only be gone a couple of days, you won’t even know I’m gone. 🙂 As some of you know I’m having some health problems at the moment and this surgery will ensure my surgeon is doing the correct surgery for me so I get back on the road to good health. 🙂