a daylight dream

I barely slept last night; my eyes wide and spirit floating in the atmosphere with glorious joy. I might have closed my eyes but I could not keep my mind still, it was constantly rewinding the beautiful moments of the day that preceded us, creating a million narratives written in terms of pure love. And I am so proud of you, dearest. A few hours ago, you have finally reached your dreams after what seemed like an eternity. After years of trying hard and willingly working towards it, you have attained your ideal, touched the horizon of your visualisations you conjured up as a young kid. Now you’re here and I cannot be more proud, my dearest one. It wasn’t easy, was it? How many times did you come home frowning, encompassed by the disappointments of failure? How many times did you feel as if you were never going to figure it out? I understood, and I grieved along, too. I knew that there would come a day, but I couldn’t promise when. I couldn’t determine when you would finally...

I come home in you, Like a beautiful sunrise, I come home in your smile, And your oceanic eyes, In your cheeks, Like clouds against an October sky. I come home at night, As worlds are silenced and while, Your mind sparks in epiphanies, Igniting as you share them with me. I come home in loving arms, Taking me in, safe and warm, And as my eyes close, There’s a dream breathing in my soul. I come home in acceptance, In kindness and forgiveness; The fatality of my flaws, My humanity weaved through, slow. I come home when I know, My poles have met— now I thaw. I come home as I climb up, With love, For the world, For my soul, And for you. I come home in lush fields of green, Legs crossed on staircases, And singing melodies, Of dreams and sadness entwined, To call this a beautiful life. And what if home, Is merely the space, My mind learns to let go, And my heart goes to sleep, Home is the essence of the love,...