Amalie@kua

"Am I ok?" 

I whisper to myself, 

In the mirror,

A girl I don't recognize stares back.

She looks as if she has been crying again,

Her heart breaking into shards.

She whispers back,

the universe exists everywhere
but it's hidden

in every second of silence
in every mindful moment

only there can you see the wholeness of the world

only when you step out of the city
with its noise and smoke

I was wrapping a present during twilight, the night before my father's birthday.

I sat on the cold and disorganized concrete floor of the basement.

While shifting my weight, I noticed a traveling spider:

She pressed the cherry into my hand,

Smiling, it didn’t mush,

Didn’t leak red juice all over my summer-calloused palm

Like fake blood, too bright to be the real thing.

In the cocoon's embrace, hope takes flight on fragile wings, Like a brushstroke of color, the butterfly dances in the wind. 

They flutter through fields, spreading hope with every gentle breeze.