one year

Tic, tac, tic, tac, tic, tac, tic, tac.
A year has passed since the ticking began.
Today, as I looked, stunned, at the reddish Moon, I wondered how could I convey in a few words the overwhelming amount of time, instants and meanings attached, that has passed since letters first appeared within this green space. I simply can't.
And neither can I make clear within myself what is it that nurtures my questioning... Have trees been born?

To leave small traces of myself, with the hidden hope that the puzzle will once be completed, the divisions blurred, the whole picture revealed.

to discover. to realize. to forget. comprehend. to make. stay awake.

to dream.