crave

Hengki Koentjoro

When were you entrusted with this?

Who gave this authority?

To feel the nervous twitch,
The ache for constant motion.

Sleeping only to dream and never for the height.
Standing next to the fire but running ice cold.
The visible tells of belief covering your skin.

A soul ready for freedom,
For sharpening,
For permanent sojourn.

A life’s labor in the consciousness of possibility.

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