Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Now rest.

You have run around a lot,
chasing idealistic dreams that are not your own...
filing morals, nurturing norms.

Do your shoes hurt?
Or are they the chains around your ankles?
You put them on the other day, centuries ago.

Maybe it's time to breathe out, let go,
stand up and cool your hot heels
on the wet balcony drenched in summer rains.

Maybe it's time to let go of the roses
and fall in love with the orchids again.
You never liked roses anyway...
They are flowers that other people like, because other people like them.

2 comments:

Sana said...

girl,
do i see the gigantic volcano calming down?
do i see the fragments reconciling?
do i see the dancing shoes being hung up?
do i see, a resonance of compromise?-

Aj said...

Love the last paragraph. How true is that! We rarely ever realize when we cling on to old dreams and unfulfilled desires.