For you

The world was closing like the shutters of a camera and there was darkness one was getting used to, world turning the colour of honey and then browner and bleaker and things that fell apart began drifting away leaving a piece of bitter carbon behind who would sink deep into the Earth wondering where the end was and how it looked, with tears that did not dry yet. And then you came. And made the living fine. Like sun scorched Earth that needs moisture. The ground beneath my feet is soft again, the Earth inviting and cuddling between my toes. Thankyou.