Innocence

As it dawns into it own setting,
Sets behind and settles in its own name.
Held together, lives of of its own end and comes 
Back before being sent.

First breath it draws, with it, it chokes
And stays as seen.
Neither separation, nor stillness nor time 
Mingles in between.

Seeing your life away from yourself,
Pushes reality to its capacity, 
And slowly brings you down to corporality.
Rises constantly over its height,
Its gasp sucks to a never-ending changes of graves 
Although in none of them it lays.

Hold on to the last piece and put it under your feet
Get raw trough and soon enough someone familiar you will meet.
Gasping its own gasp, finally grant life’s smile in tears.

Kiss your temple,
Stroke your hair close,
Your eyes too light bright and mild,
Embrace and hold tight,
Remember that child.

© Janjic Sinisa