• kathlenedulay 9w

    More or less, you are here.

    By the early light,
    each wake,
    is a different sight.
    By the nature's call,
    each repelling sound,
    is a deafening crescendo.

    By the warmth touch,
    each gentle stroke,
    is yet a cascading heat.
    By the day's scent,
    each inhale,
    is a blending aroma.

    For some time,
    every thing,
    is more or less enough.
    More heavier
    Or less;
    is life.

    Yet, you breathe.
    You feel. You witness.
    And you live.
    More or less,
    You exist.
    You are.

    kathlenedulay