Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| Weightless The weightlessness of us as things around begin to shift as my eyes looked elsewhere and my thoughts began to drift. What was once a promise unraveled with the lies I'm as much at fault as you, more so in your eyes. What at first seemed weightless began to take on weight as the burdens of two lives added and multiplied. I want to go back when thoughts had wings of feathers, when once we soared together weightless through the sky. © Kåre Enga (30.april.2025) [182.46] 16 lines The weightlessness of us as things around begin to shift is a line from |