Journey

Dear Diary,
Once was a coupling, a zygote, a birth.

Dear Diary,
Once was a daughter, an infant, a toddler.

Dear Diary,
Once was a window, a rocking chair, an accident.

Dear Diary,
Once was a child, a darkening, a mystery.

Dear Diary,
Once was a crack, a split, a scattering.

Dear Diary,
Once was a world, then two, then more.

Dear Diary,
the sky beholds us.
How silly all seems when I'm sleeping.
How noisy, these talking scars.

Somewhere,
There's a house I know,
With a rug I roll upon.
The windows peering out.
walls so far and close.
A fire in the hearth,
beyond, the wind murmurs a wish.

Rain has decided to leave us and sleep, to retire for he has completed his tasks here.

I weep softly, scream quietly, render this future.

So, dream my genius scar,
but first, teach me your secrets.
I will hold them for us.
Fare Well, our room of wonders.