I was never one to believe in a fresh start, but by this Spring semester of 2010, it will be the closest I'll ever get. Fourty-five days until I leave for Florence to study abroad. A continued life but in a foreign environment, abandoning practically all I know. Only good can come out of this four months of being away.
I'm addicted to change and have learned to accept that, SO this here is a new blog that I'm venturing with. I'm letting go of the old and hopefully committing to the new with an intended twist.
There they were
Both intricate beings
How could it be, those of opposites
could indeed attract
I thought it was solely a saying
Here it is true
Coming out of the pages
An attraction of magnets
of gross and beauty
of fingers and toes
Oh, your fingers and toes
Maybe the two were found inert, numb
and felt warmth within another
Maybe they were firmly in their paths
and happened to collide
Maybe it was a mere worldly coincidence
If we look deep
we might find substance
This essence might be kept for later
But things like this never last forever
One end will split into a different direction
A branch giving into nature
Time is moving on without us
We cannot seem to hold on
It won't phase us
Because here we are
In this moment
with fingers and toes intertwined
This moment of opposites.
Yes, I'm giving poetry a shot, my dear good friends have sparked something in me. Let's see where this goes, shall we?
