I know you think this world is too dark to even dream in color,
but I’ve seen flowers bloom at midnight.
I’ve seen kites fly in grey skies
and they were real close to looking like the sunrise,
And sometimes it takes the most wounded wings,
the most broken things , to notice how strong the breeze is,
how precious the flight.
you always seem to know, don’t you?…..
inquiry for today~ forever is really just this…..
Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving.
When we can be alone,
we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.