Iron belongs to the earth
Stardust belongs to the void
It’s time for it all to go back
I have my assignment
I know what it calls for
I know where it belongs
The author and site owner can be reached at leeundercedartrees@gmail.com.
I'm a middle-aged nobody breathing one day at a time in Ontario, Canada.
This tiny corner of the Internet is an outlet for unmasking random thoughts and creations surrounding life in general, adventures in budō, and any other topics that come to a ridiculous mind.
"Through journaling, your voice cannot go unheard."
Iron belongs to the earth
Stardust belongs to the void
It’s time for it all to go back
I have my assignment
I know what it calls for
I know where it belongs
Two stars twinkling, twirling
To and fro, near and far
Falling to earth from steel in the clouds
Weaving in and out of each others’ embrace
…
My universe in soft blushes and verdant greens
Whispering hope for worth
Validating air exchanged
Caressing energy traded
Oblivious and welcoming
…
I need to go somewhere
I can’t stay here
Three in the morning
The cat is grooming herself
My only company
Husband wide awake
…
The universe inhales softly
They look at you with wonder
You’re gently blessed with what they will
…
I’ll take my fill from here, from the inside
I’ll take everything you consume away from you
Leaving you to starve
With a belly full of me
…
Morning glow alights
softly onto the onsen
delicate, alone
In the aftermath of the battle,
peace is woven with loose threads between embraces and kind words…
Crows feet crinkling
I look younger without them
Lies of youth, a waste
This place isn’t mine
To carve my odd shape into
…