love the question


learn to love the question
the uncertainty
the breathlessness
not knowing
what the next moment will bring

love the fire
in your veins
the wind whispering
in your breath
and the pieces of the earth
inside your skin

love the beauty
and the pain
the anticipation
and the fear
love the memories
and fantasies
of what has been
and what might come
and of what never will
love the heaviness
in your body
and the lightness
and the joy
and the laughter
of the child
that you still are
when you’re not looking

love it all
like it’s the last moment
you’ll feel it
taste it
be it
for it is the last
the only chance —
the rest is all a dream

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