I wrote and recorded this in the middle of my sudden disappearance from the grid. Didn't really tell anyone where I was going. I returned days later still not knowing who I am, or who anyone is, really. But that's okay. Love is better.

"[...] It took time for me to learn that whenever time
hears music, it does not dance
It runs and looks for places to hide
healing only the wounds that can find it
the way ours never did"

"[...] In about 5 billion years, the sun will expand into a red giant
engulfing Mercury, Venus, and the Earth
In the meantime, it will rise to know my pain
It’s morning again
and here we are
here we are"

Full text: https://readwritedistrict.wordpress.com/2017/02/01/themorningiletusmeet/
Original Poetry: Cess Dalmas
Railway sound: Dheeraj Rao
Photograph: Matt Jones

The Morning I Let Us Meet (Poetry)

I love telling stories. Catch some of them in the poetry I record and post here.

Cess Poetry