Sunday, April 21, 2013

The favourite

While we sat under the mango tree
In the shade of His mighty branches
You exhaled your breath on me

Soaked in air and rain
All my madness and pain
Disappeared behind the contour of a mountain 

I followed the sun
To a lake of indigo blue
It had the size of an ocean

I taught you not to run
All there is to do, I said
Is to keep the mind in slow motion

That was one hour ago
Now there is coffee on the table
I'm watching a late night show
And you are out
To feed your favourite horse in the stable