poem

the way some are
unseen but deeply felt
spreading cosmic love in whispers
walking the unbeaten path
light in hand
soaring at sleepless nights to home planets
drunken with longing
restarting the dwelling with morning birdsongs
tired but excited
leaving breadcrumbs of creativity behind
for somebody to notice in the breeze
warmth of breath with tinge of musk
breaking the silence with depth of gazes
unveiling cryptic souls in total simplicity
there and not there
here and everywhere
unseen but deeply felt
the way some are



have you read about their life lines
are you reading their life lines
have you noticed the breeze



the way some are