This time

Photo: Tibu Borgstén



I need my hidden place again..
Need to close myself
with the invisible ones
to settle down
my hunger -
for all the good things
to happen, because
they might not come..

They may not come again
and I just might broke
myself 
in thousands of pieces -
but I don´t care to be that
brutal -
so I wave myself into the softness
that exists hidden
but strong - so strong
in every window and room.

I´m so near again
from falling
but this time I´m not afraid.
This time I´m ready
and I can hear my instinct clearly
to just trust myself
and everything will get the shape
I never even have dreamed of.