Reflections

Communique from Cómpeta – #9

 

What if you awoke one day with the remarkable chance

To drop what you’re doing, let it all go

Pack up just the important bits and

Kiss your loved ones (of course)

Promise to write (maybe)

Walk across the lands

Climb a golden hill

Until you found

Yourself

Here

Enmeshed

In the twistiness

Of winding streets

And white-washed buildings

Multi-colored flowers and people

Who welcome you with knowing smiles

Because they also woke up one random Sunday

And wondered if there was something more they could do

To finally stop dreaming and hoping and finally find their place in the sun

 

 

Greetings from Cómpeta, Spain. More to follow. Especially since I’m not planning on leaving. How I can work that out, I’m not sure, but right now that’s my story and I’m sticking to it…

 

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