The Persian carpet & me.

Photo: Tibu Borgstén

The summer light

has´t landed yet.

But I had my first ice cream

  while the birds were singing

and groaning in the threes.

Today

I took your old Persian carpet

out - to the Sun 

and we both were simply smelling the lightness

and Beauty of Life.
The Persian carpet & me
you running around somewhere..

The Carpet

believe me or not

almost begged me to wash away the dust 

like years he had Behind him.

So I Did.

While we were listening

to Adeles songs together

the soap got white 

and the landscape below me

shifted and turned into something
alike in Fairy Tails.

Just Maybe I thought 

when we were drying

Drop by drop

that this Carpet might be more

than just old and wise.

Maybe

he needed to see the Sun

just ones more - and for gratitude

he Reminded me of

not to Settle down with a Frog

before He really knows the Value 

of Love and Life.