Jane Kur

Amidst the flying arrays,
with endless twists of spiral lines
where everything are everywhere
and everywhere is anywhere,
two paths intersected.

Before anything,
there was the parrallel line.

Not curvy, not bouncy,
hell, not even zig-zaggy.

And then something happened.

They started to draw against each other,
twirl with one another, pushing and dancing together,
they almost form an auroras sky.

In the midst of the darkness,
their flare sends a sense of comfort,
of youth, of rejuvenation, of life.

Alas, like everything else,
changes take place.

For if one is wise enough,
one will understand
that the only constant thing in this world
is change.

Originated from opposite direction,
driven by different momentum,
the two arrays must continue their journeys.

Determined, indifferent, unbothered,
they sailed along through the universal space.
Each leaving a fraction of themselves behind,
and gained a little of something else.

JK

I’ve conquered seas, and islands, and continents
I’ve travelled many miles from home, to make the next home
I’ve seen a lot of people and made a lot of friends
I’ve spoken a thousand language and laughed hundreds of smiles

Yet the more I travelled,
The more I realize that I’m missing what I’m searching
And I’m losing what I’m earning
I’m digging a hole on an ocean’s shore

Am I trying to find what I don’t yet have?
Or am I trying to run away from what I have?
This dark hurricane is playing me
I’m twisting, I’m trippin, I’m lost.    I’m lost.

Then home came to me.
And for once, it stays there.
It didn’t leave when I left, it didn’t turn its back when I abandoned it.
Finally, I can rest this mind in peace.

JK