It takes me a year
to jump
to take
to fake
to expose
to yell
to shout
to bark
And to halt

Then the first day of fast comes
.. and then it takes me another day:
to calm
to sink
to weep

A day to remind me..
that:
I am not carnivores, not chatty
I am the soul
I am the whole
.. I am lucky enough to fast
to seize the moment and let it last

The very first day of fast
is the milestone
after jump for a year
a milestone for another year of yell
year of run
year of rush
year of dash
and crash
a year to blame

opening arms to new moments
a new start
a rebirth of thought
full of tears that washes out the old madness
that blooms new hope that we’re alive

The very first day of fast
The very single moment that last