Author: nanna

believing one is supposed to be

different from whom

and what

we are

is a certain trap

for unhappiness

with or without

summer rain

heavy summer rain

after a week

of heavy heat

washing away the past

cleaning the air

breaking down barriers

of the mind

leaving space for new life

to emerge

spending the night

with a dancing mosquito

accompanied by

the full moon

is a way to be sure

of having spent the night

thinking of nothing but

a dancing mosquito

reaching the morning with a sole wish

to sleep

there are indeed

so many ways to be

right

broken nights

soft landings

and compassionate hearts

hanging in the unknown

is perhaps what we are doing

all the time

only

most of the time

we might believe it

not to be the case

a flowering tree

a butterfly

transformation all-over

keeping faith

while falling apart

is like holding the note

till the very end

of breath

unpleasant dreams

and ghosts

overshadowing a glorious sunrise

after weeks of rain

healing can sometimes be

hurtful

the time the wound is pushed open

to extract the foreign body