When Nothing is Something

This recurring feeling of mine,

Hearts jumpy,

Soulful smiles,

Hopes anew,

Dreams all new,

Wishes creeping out, those cycled in time.

This recurring feeling of mine,

like delicious fresh new dew,

This recurring feeling of mine,

Fears hopes love all intertwined,

gazing out into the unknown,

knowing what not

to wish for,

what not

to ask for.

This not-new feeling of mine,

Shall not last long i know,

in a present full of possibilities and impossibilities,

it guarantees nothing.

This old feeling of mine,

ridding me of all webs i should leave behind,

gives strength and hope to know…

This only feeling of mine,

knows only one thing,

In this beautiful life I live,

I ll figure it out,

I will be fine.

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