I can’t keep up,
time runs too fast.
Leaves sprouting,
turn verdant green,
then yellow and crinkly
without me noticing.
I’m always too busy
earning my wages.
Life feels like a pity
when it’s nothing more
than sterile labour,
a matter of functionality.
I viscerally need
all my senses pleased.
I want to run in fields
with bare feet,
feeling the earth
beneath me.
Tag: nature
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(Be)Longing
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A Walk To Uunisaari
There are no ships
in this harbour
in this toned-down,
muffled season.
Water half frozen,
as a distant flame
lights a sauna
with a red haze.
Like life made small,
concentrated,
shrinking into a spore,
to resist the cold.
Merely dimmed
but not dead,
ready to blaze
as is spring again.
A picture suspended
in space and time,
a souvenir
for my inner eye. -
Botanical Garden
I see green,
herbaceous-scented,
aromatic,
warm and humid,
welcoming.
Exotic plants
high as the ceiling,
towering over me,
modest meat
aged for 36 years. -
On A Bench At Kaisaniemi Park
A white, calm scene,
unsaturated.
Birds sliding on the ice,
slippery.
Rolling trains noise behind,
soothing.
A freezing wind,
softly speaking.
My senses gently caressed,
never assaulted.
My inside is at peace
with the outside, and I
become one with the sight,
the sound, the scent,
the touch so gelid.
I am part of it
and it is part of me,
perfectly balanced,
homeostatic.
No pressure to achieve
or to appear,
just be in this place and time,
here and now
and nothing more,
in the chilling cold.
My take on Dolce Vita,
man and nature
entwined.
Cosmic & Uneasy 