i had forgotten this feeling…
this feeling of contentment
that seems to wash over us
only when the silence can be filled
by the sounds of an old comb
unknotting its way through our hair…
i wonder, why i had forgotten?
when had i forgotten,
how soothing this could feel,
how reminiscent of home this could be like…
the strokes of mother’s fingers
lull me into safety, there’s no sound,
and it smells like olives & sweet vanilla…
this is when our heart beats
seem to sync
and i can feel the stillness of the ocean inside me
welcoming me home…
Jari G. Planning 