By Nina Be…
diving into my Self,
past hollows and mysteries
into stories and cells.
every image imprints.
some i remember,
some i reject,
mostly, i continue swimming
into the next moment
forgetting
my Self,
lonely,
abandoned for the promise
of some future stimulation.
here,
i will learn to breathe.
now,
i will feel
slowly,
i will surrender
longing,
i will forgive
my Self mostly,
in order to find
purpose,
ownership
for this
precious, present moment
in the context
of this gift,
of this fragile life.
