Falling asleep in my own arms 

 Juni 25, 2016

I am what I
was searching for

But I’m not a hunter anymore
I’m searching for nothing
Just flowing
On and on

Moving my feet
Singing and whistling
Breathing and crying
Yearning, whispering, shouting, sobering

Feeling the blood rushing through my veins
Alive, alive!
Totally, finally, wholly, holy

Hitting the ground
Coming home
Falling asleep
In my own arms

~ Layas Poems, 15.6.16

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