Force of Gravity
Centre of all gravity, you who draw your strength
from every direction; even when airborne
you regain your centre, your source of strength.
Standing upright: like a draught quenching one’s thirst, the force of gravity plunges it downward.
But out of someone asleep falls gently,
like out of a cloud bank laden with moisture,
the heaviness that is rich with rain.
R. M. Rilke. October 1924
The plan was all ready, all set. Things were figured out, places were decided. We exactly knew where we would be in a month. We planned things in a way that it would just be perfect for us. All I’m trying to tell you is that it was all sorted and nothing could’ve gone wrong. But guess what, even after all that planning, it just didn’t happen. We did not happen and I guess that’s maybe just fine, that’s okay. Not all things are meant to be. Sometimes not having a plan is all that’s required. Sometimes people and things happen on their own and we just need to give it the right time.
hey guys, i‘m back 🌟
this is an old piece but i just had to share it because i don‘t really have anything new that i feel is worthy enough to post. i‘m at this really weird writer’s block where i write something, but i just can finish the piece. have you felt that way?
anyways, i‘m healthy again thanks to all of those who checked up on me. ❤️
i went and took a walk, bought some flowers 💐 and just cleared my mind 🌿
enjoy, love you 🍁