Hibernation

For long countless months

my spirit has been hibernating

and I was unable to feel

any closeness with nature

 

For long countless months

I traveled in the mist

unable to remember whence I came

and where I was going

 

For long countless months

I was not quite myself

and I did not even realize that

as my heart was heavy with sorrow

 

Today the view of the trees covered in white or green

and those dressed in yellow, purple and red

the warm spring wind and the clear view on all mountains

reawakened something I did not even remember

someone I had entirely forsaken

 

A piece of myself that was gone has been regained

in the emotion of all the beauty I breathed

I remembered what it meant being entirely plunged in a novel or a movie

I remembered what it meant to love myself and be at peace

I remembered how it was to live not in hibernation

 

 

About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!

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