Yosy Flug

Once

I started

To speak

About love

Drawing out words

And images

Which, slow at first

Kept welling up

Flowing faster

Then I could draw…

And then they burst out

Gushing

Like a fountain.

So

I fell silent

Just watching

This endless spring

Unconcerned.

When thirsty,

I drink.

Tired, I doze off.

All is

As it should

Be.

🙂 yosy