Subtlety

A sole red leaf on my doorstep
birds gather around to guess
the branch it separated from…

waves hit the shore and go back
sounds whisper, but do not tell
stories nurtured in oceanic depths

we don’t step into the same river twice
nor do I know if I see
the same sky or moon every day

The Sun burns itself every day
Spreads light from a renewed source
I inhale light to seep my being…

Change is so subtle
I deceive myself by saying
I’ve known this person for so long..

Meet the bar with the Cadralor + Nobel Prize