Endorphin & Miranda Coventry

 

Eternal child

Stalk animals and children

When in doubt

of our nature

Surround yourself with assumptions

draws stories,

bows to time 

unattainable that

He does not bow to ruminations

dissatisfied and disturbed

wrinkles, white hair

Paths, roads

but from the past, want nothing 

and gives you the only fuel,

This moment, of the breath

Aborts the memories

forget your worries,

Do not carry sciences in your pocket, 

except that of the innocence 

of believing in love, 

and do not let it lead you 

at a time and date, in the past

preserved and digital,

Unwraps this gift

This one of being alive 

and passionate

Savor the mystery

preserves but

From what has passed,

 you want nothing.

Except, perhaps, the child