I am a child
back to what I always wanted to be
curled in laughter dreaming of the hereafter
I run into the memory of the ever-existent you.
Ponds of blue lillies and trees of liquorish cherry
the memory of your boundless charm and emaculate fruit.
I can smell the sunshine
I can taste the honey on the faraway branches of your thoughts
suddenly life is sweet not arduous
hopeful not tenuous
fulfilling not empty
I am a child
in an immortal being's body
leafing my way up to your sky
breathing your immaculate vanilla crescent-ed costume
and falling back to where I lay
still laughing
being in the hereafter.
Image caption: 35mm, Požega, Croatia, 2017.