Theoretically: Poem

 Theoretically: Poem

I have a theory

From my memory.

If a stranger says

The things I need to hear,

I listen without any fear.

It is an angel

Who does not know he is able

Create new memories to carry.

Perhaps placed at my path

On purpose.

Such a simple math

For a preface.

I look at my compass.

It always shows the road

To timeless brightness.

Tomshinsky@2026

Some People: Poem

 

Some People

Some people

Look for a beautiful place.

Other people,

Make the place beautiful.

Some people

Do not need some advice.

They need safety.

They need presence.

They need someone,

Who is not trying to fix them

But is willing to witness them.

Tomshinsky@2026