Playing in TREES + STREAMS

A moment in time, and a time you will soon forget.

This moment I see you, I see your youth, I see how you look at me, with a sense of expectations and wonder. For now I am your world, I am the rock you cling to that harbors you from the storm. You rise in the morning and you make your way into my arms, your sleep lingers on your skin whilst you nestle into me.

Your birth marked my place in the world, for you are my beacon, and wherever I find myself in this world, the distance between us, is the distance to my home. I don’t need walls, a roof or furniture, I need you, you to continue to gaze at me and run into my arms when the world becomes overwhelming..

You will forget this time, but I will always live here, in this moment when I was the world to you