Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Cloister

I keep peering out between the columns
Kids smile with all their teeth as they run past
Parents watch over neighbouring children as vigilantly as their own
The sky is a spotless blue, marked only by the kites flying so high up in it they seem like planes cruising overhead
I watch and wonder
If today is the day I finally step outside
If today is the day I stop being afraid of the sun

No comments:

Post a Comment