7 min before Christmas (2019)

Going to sleep 7 min before Christmas

The fateful beauty of a day well loved, vast inside the owners of memory and the gift of consciousness

This day was lovely, complete with family and those who know me

And I myself know myself

What luck and luster that all is

Full with food and hungry for only knowledge

And play

And mindful adventure

We tell Eachother stories to remember the world

And we must sit and tell them all, so as to remember the way it was and happened

If the day should come when we must live on

Without knowing who we are or where we came from 

or what we must be

Or how we got here 

Then let us hope we can still tell a story to kickstart it all again, begin the history and 

Sew words together to make a tale we can wear

In our mind and shared heart strings 

Pulled together by time and eventful 

Mischief

To be human is to be full of events and mischief. 

And love for each other’s stories. For a thread can’t keep you warm but a lot of threads? Sounds cozy.