Love is all we need. Love can provide the warmth in the biting cold of Oslo winter too. It’s time to live that love and become truly alive.
The Lines
This,
Visceral grief of mine,
Dissolved,
In the fathoms,
Of your oceanic love,
The way,
Are warmed,
These shivering, slender palms,
In the biting Oslo cold,
Wrapped up,
In a cushy woolen glove.
And,
I forget,
To bother,
Whether
The sun had risen today,
Or Have the lily buds,
Bloomed,
In my backyard.
I,
perceive a change,
Within me,
Of not losing my sanity,
In the trap of the demons,
Who plagued my mind,
For eons together,
And crippled my thoughts,
Stole my inner peace,
And my surreal ecstasy.
Finally,
I am free,
Unfettered and breathing.
Yes!Finally,
I am truly alive,
Bursting into,
Colorful Confetti,
Shining with the sunshine beams,
Mingling with my liveliness,
Adding a radiant zest,
To its existence.
ALIVE: LOVE: CONFETTI
Tulip Brook 