I stayed up all night, and watched the sun rise.
And I wept with the clarity, the beauty.
Suddenly everything made sense, and I could accept everything
and take my own advice.
and saw the beauty in everything
and the tears were of joy and relief.
I stared at the pictures in my hand, protected in plastic, so fragile.
Memories, a name I don't speak to many people.
and my heart swelled with love and longing,
and it was right.
It was all right.
I put the pictures away, put myself to bed, and whispered the words that had been circling my head.
This is bliss. This is bliss.
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