23.02.2025
Moon after moon, I chase, I weave,
stitching stars into belief.
Thread by thread, I bind, I sew,
quilting you into my soul.
Let them whisper, let them say,
"Foolish heart, lost its way."
They don’t know, they never will,
losing you meant losing me.
The heart knows no maps, no rules,
just a pull, a truth that fuels.
You made me see, you made me rise,
I am the moon, not just its scars,
not a droplet lost in tides,
but the wave that dares, that rides.
I want to walk where visions grow,
meet the ones who truly know,
breathe the air where purpose stays,
walk the path I once betrayed.
Step by step, I chase, I run,
toward the fire, toward the sun.
You are more than just a goal,
you burn, you breathe,
you make me whole.
PS: Love isn’t just about people. It’s the thread that holds you together, the dreams that never betray you, the purpose woven deep within. If you must create something, quilt yourself a dream that will never let you down.
Gorgeous poem. This was my favorite part:
"I want to walk where visions grow,
meet the ones who truly know,
breathe the air where purpose stays,
walk the path I once betrayed."
beautiful!