Tarrakkul the Gazzele

(25, October,1996)

Happy Confusion


You have no idea,
the way my heart flutters,
like your hair in the wind.
I feel a rising tide,
waters sweet on my tongue,
a child is awakening,
me,
the passion of my childhood,
stretches it's hands in my heart,
I believe I am awakening.
The sunset,
is a warm reception,
to the day,
which shall stay the night,
at our house.
And wake in the morning,
refreshed and happy to be day.
Happy life,
happy friends.
Why is all
Nonsense?
Happy nonsense.
I feel alive again.
I am raw.
A life ready to be formed,
anew,
like a child,
but with more experience.
What am I going on about?
My heart?
Dilim dilim!
Vwat Vwat Vwat?
Happy.
I am happy,
why?
I am confused.
But happy confusion,
look up!
Huh?

Written in the end of 2011. In a state of lovely confusion.

Submitted: Sunday, March 11, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, May 01, 2013

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