Grace

A few words that you said
And left
And came again
And then left
And then came again
Made me wonder
Made me fear
Made me plead
Knowing
You'd already said
"Yes"
Long ago.

Some thoughts on the weeks to come

It seemed appropriate to spend these few minutes of my insomnia by reflecting on the time that is ahead of me and thus sharing the outcomes of that reflection with you, dear faithful reader. The beginning of the next semester, to tell the truth, is in my case marked with strong unwillingness to commence it. The time of silence and solitude was so much needed and even more than that, it was deeply appreciated and well used too. Frankly, I do not know whether I am truly ready to face the plethora of faces that I have not been seeing for this short yet significant while. The time of solitude is the time, when the hermit is the one to decide whom and when he would meet other individuals. Indeed, this has truly been the mark of this time. I cannot help but think of the moments, when sights of the people will pierce me through not knowing how painful will all those innocent glances will be like. Maybe it is just a matter of a new ethos, which I must get tuned in. Perhaps the following three months will go by quickly and I will soon undergo a much needed exodus. Home. That's what these lines are all about.