ode to new

if you are complacent
in the comfort of what you know
how will you grow
the shoots of nascent awe

Nichita's #1

“If one day I would lay my kiss
Onto the soles of your feet
Would you be able to walk
Or would you be afraid
To crush my kiss, and limp a bit?”

Attempt to translate - Nichita Stanescu

lookout

i look forwards to living tomorrow
because tomorrow i will see you
and you will give me incentive to
look forwards to the next tomorrow too

somedays when you are not there
or my friends have rarified in thin air
i just get up because i feel
others may lookout towards me
as i look towards me
i fear of letting them down
so we bootstrap you see
each other you and me

so my friend look forwards to tomorrow
i will give you incentives to
and we will forage for the fast multiplying
wild and hidden love flowers and fruits