I don't feel found
and I don't feel lost
I am wandering my own path
paved with poems and memories,
step by step, I am building better habits

a breath of fresh air
as I open the window
and water the plants
the sound of water dripping.
Sky the grey of slate, clouds rush

I desperately need to speak to you
About nothing
About the wind and the rain and the sea
About snowdrops and roots
About silence
With love

a housemate gave me a grape
a single grape
this small act changed my day