is… surprise in a routine, fun in boredom, the little flames that never go out because they’re lit, again and again, out of hope, a warm joyful feeling and a wish to share.
Not an obligation.
(A few days in rural Germany, Bavaria in early 2013)
Peace comes dropping by, uneasily, after pleas and sighs.
Not always.
Nor has it to be a struggle or a war.
Pleasing then, at first sight.
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