One with the world

I step out the door and the world steps inside me,
Streets carry my blood, the sky is my skin.
I walk as the hours turn over the world.

The moon might be dream, the darkness will sleep me.
I step out the door and the world steps inside me.
The trees are my arms holding on to each other.

Through water I walk, but the water is me,
And birds start to know me as birds of a feather.
I walk as the hours turn over the world.

Comments on: "One with the world" (14)

  1. Very beautiful.

  2. How to make something well-crafted look simple and effortless.

  3. If only momentarily, becoming one with the world around you is a treasured experience, and you capture it so delicately and delightfully as always.

  4. Being at one with the world is an elusive feeling and you capture it beautifully Ina. I cherish those moments. ❤️ xxx

  5. I love how you made metaphors of the world and then held them inside you. Perfect title. Perfect form. Does this form have a name? You have done it beautifully.

    • Thank you very much David. It is free verse as far as I know, not any known form. As for rhythm: When I wrote it, “The Lord is my Shepard” started to sing in my mind 🙂 (in Dutch. “De heer is mijn herder, ‘k heb al wat mij lust, hij zal mij geleiden naar grazige weiden, hij voert mij al zachtkens naar waatren der rust.” )

  6. finely crafted!

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