Imagine staring at the roses
Knowing it’s how you look
A calm deep breath
As the fragrance hits your nose
Knowing that’s how you smell
Carefully touching the roses
Avoiding the thorns
Knowing you are both the thorn
and the flower.
Staring at the roses
Staring at the mirror
Staring at the rain
Staring at the waves
Staring at the cat on the wall
Staring at your partner
All of it
God staring at god.
Imagine how it must feel.
