Happiness and morning

There’s a line in water
that draws your heart towards these thing;
the thing of mistrust,
the thing that calls you home
say hi in the morning and bye at night

you can’t always be the light
It is why during rest
the eyes do not need sight
when you take a dive
choose wisely your pool.

there are words that are it but not it
happiness, solitude, green and death
your tongue must not seduce these terms
for they are only felt with something stronger
something soft as though it is the heart.

Ruddapoet