sometimes

Sometimes I miss that trusting, just being, not thinking of anything bad, and the further away it gets and the shorted times of achieving it I wonder if it was just naivety or something...better?

Summer night

One day you're going to feel the wind blowing from the sea on that mountain, and the lights won't be changing.
One day you'll be just being. No more of this searching and seeking and wondering and waiting.
Be there in the fountains, be there in the morning, simply breathing, just being.

Culpable

I've realised, am realising, many things that I did 'wrong'. Do you ever see those too? Not as a sadness, but an internal opening that leaves you sad but happy; relieved.