The Shower pouring over my head felt like passage of time ...
That continues to flow-
Touching...
Washing me off...
And taking it all along, leaving 'me' behind...
The beads of my anklet,
scattered on the wet floor,
Laid still!
I knelt down in disbelief..
Under the same pouring water over my head...
(.... remember? I said - 'the passage of time')
Picked one bead at a time,
Looked closely at the string of that anklet... if anything was impaired?
but no;
Something within me had!, for sure.
It all resembled me
The aches of broken and shattered heart.
When I picked them up ...not knowing what else could I do...
No tears, no loud cry...
Only me, my thoughts underneath the flowing water...
(Date: 28 July 2022.
While cleaning the notes and reminders, on Japan airlines....I remembered the Japanese Principal -Mottainai, which is usually associated with Food but I connected it to this piece of writing that came from my core and I wanted to give this it's due respect and place on this blog. たん、大好き(Tan, Daisuki) 💕🤗
