Dec 23
12 degrees Celsius
Sun, high and bright
Sitting
Eyes closed
Feeling the warmth on my skin
As if it were summer
Thoughts rush
Pictures change
I travel
Travel to far places
Places I know
Places I cherish in my heart
Helsinki, Lisbon, Vienna, Novi Sad
San Francisco, Berlin, San Petersburg, Tallin…
I count and count,
And count
Even the places I have never been to
At least not physically
But still
They are a part of me
Buried somewhere deep in my heart
For me to visit them whenever I want
And so the sun shines
Bright and warm
And I sit
With my eyes closed
And travel
Travel in joy and happiness.
12 degrees Celsius
Sun, high and bright
Sitting
Eyes closed
Feeling the warmth on my skin
As if it were summer
Thoughts rush
Pictures change
I travel
Travel to far places
Places I know
Places I cherish in my heart
Helsinki, Lisbon, Vienna, Novi Sad
San Francisco, Berlin, San Petersburg, Tallin…
I count and count,
And count
Even the places I have never been to
At least not physically
But still
They are a part of me
Buried somewhere deep in my heart
For me to visit them whenever I want
And so the sun shines
Bright and warm
And I sit
With my eyes closed
And travel
Travel in joy and happiness.