Do You Feel It Too?

Do you feel it too?

We never speak about it

How the grace of softness
steals over and under our skin
in the early morning hours

How we could cry
with the tender
uncertainty of the journey
and the sweet passing away
of ancient, dry
and dusty thoughts

How we do cry, sometimes

Perhaps you do not feel it
and I am alone in my wonderment

But no, we are here
opening eyes together
spreading love and shedding skin

Let’s welcome each other
and speak of it
in smiles
— Ana Holub