mindful: focusing ones awareness on the present moment
on the edge
i look at the point,
the point of only return.
where you can go no further,
the point where we went
and enjoyed our limits.
where we went,
to forge the beginning
of the end.
the point of only return.
where the land meets the sea.
where nothing will be,
as it could be.
only as it was before.
the point of our return.
photograph by jesse crankson (@jessecrankson)
poem by lucy swan (@lcyswn)
lucy is an interdisciplinary writer living in london, working with themes of desire, love, gender and sexuality.