second hand

“Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily and I must return the gift.”

– Robin Wall Kimmerer (Braiding Sweetgrass)

People who kiss scars are my favourite,
may be a second hand fall but so are we
on a daily basis, going on. And out.
First choice goes to love dressed as pain
then it’s held and appreciated again. 
Like a child.
People who kiss birth marks are my favourite,
may be oddly placed but also a smooth basis 
of an own peculiar trace.

If it were scar owned, it would be
a celestial visit
a stardust experience
remembered as a rock
a river and a book
about the day we lost ourselves.
It's not.

“Learn from the mistakes of others. You can’t live long enough to make them all yourself.”

– (attributed to) Eleanor Roosevelt