I'm more addicted to music since becoming a parent than ever before. Its structure counterbalances the sudden sharp merciless screams, squeaks, cries, bangs, stomps, laughs, unimaginable requests and other manic adorable behavior that causes wreckage on my impressionable brain for 18 hours every day. Thank you, music!

     Painting by Luka

Hear me

I cease control

plus I give in to you

feeling weak

protected, held

I'm in your arms

as pure emotion

I trust and melt

onto your strength

your noble statue

Once I get up

admiring your wisdom, wit

I birth, create and love

But let me give in first

Wake up

slide the curtain to the side

Guide

eyes, dreams

past fabric, thoughts, walls

Let them glide onto 

бытиё

Wisps of steam floating

soft glow in a room

Finifugal soul ramen

Stuck in between what was and what is

I realized

What I want and what I have

And tears stopped

Not willing to be in a gap

of any sort

I came back to beauty

Grateful momentous joy