summer anxiety summer 2022 (edited on 16.05.2023)

If there is, one day, I lose you,

My feelings of today—red and blue.

If fate reels heaven and earth close,

May it not be destruction of our world,

But the ease our hearts chose.

An ounce of herbs for two atheists,

For love and overcoming pain to be our religion,

For the happiness we share—our faith.

Longing for us may be what's to come, but,

Even,

Dandelions can ride the wind home.

—By then, will it just be 'I' who come home?