A Full Heart

Time's running slow

Day is unwinding languid

My pupils dilate 

As I look up at a fuzzy sun

Like I am in love

But I am not

I go on numerous aimless walks

Not that I rank them

But each more aimless 

Than its precedent

I lose count

Pause and forget to return

I witness roads passing by

Trees standing still for decades,

In the lull of the forest

Each bough, murmuring a story of its own 

Morning fresh dew on blades of grass

So fresh, you'd wanna eat them

And tiny little yellow flowers 

With petals, needle-like, like God put 'em there 

Bees buzzing all day long

Quiet siestas

On rainy verandahs 

Cozy under shawls that feel a bit too small, always 

My afternoon sprawls along

I wait for dusk, but not rush

Then the dust settles and 

We go into the night 

Look at clouds on cresent moon skies

Inhale the breeze that convalesces 

And exhale lifelong asphyxia 

Here's the time you never had

You have it now

There be no buses to miss

No voids to fill, noone to catch up with

Everything that is, is here, now 

My mind's at rest

And my heart is full