mine,mine, mine...
i never really left... just fell silent!
so many changes and yet so many steps remain to be taken...
death walked in... and brought nothing...
i am poised...but it hasn't happened...that peace i await it eludes me yet again...
hunting for shelter has left me drained... i expected it but the feeling is depressing... as i shared my friend's frustration during her journey ...i face mine in solitude.
the veil should be gone ...but the damn contacts are a puzzle...inside out, right side in...maybe i am slow ...but it is an annoying procedure i long to master ....for perhaps that is one freedom that will set me on my way...
a baby came... a boy i was told...pictures of mother and father tell other stories ...
employment gained... a thrill you will not know...like finding brief companionship in the midst of the morning stampede to babylon.
deyas will be lit... and the darkness ravaged by the light ...
aah......
sleep has washed over and peace is mine again.....
change
