Some thing
Some one
Popping up into existence
Dissipating into non existence …
These things
These ones
Are not to be touched even.
Simply contemplate.
Stay in love.
Be alone,
Free forever.
©️A. Garden, May 2020
Poetry of living
Some thing
Some one
Popping up into existence
Dissipating into non existence …
These things
These ones
Are not to be touched even.
Simply contemplate.
Stay in love.
Be alone,
Free forever.
©️A. Garden, May 2020