If now is not the time for my life-long daydream to take me
away, I am one to keep every shattered piece of
the mountain, the sunny blue sky, every thread of clouds and
every tinge of solace I was after so desperately five years ago.
You were right.
The doses of truth that I can have my ambitions, keep them too,
if not now, then.
Daylight has shone on the gushing wounds that I was escaping.
Every stitch after is of my own responsibilities.
And there is no rush for what we are after. I realized.
When time is near
coast is clear
every delicate piece will I patch back into place.
Keep it too.
Grateful that my ambition became our ambition.
