Wednesday, 12 March 2014


I trust you completely

I was trying to keep some of it out
I was trying to keep some of it in
There I was, squeezed in the middle
So many frontiers to be guarded
So much vigilance required to prevent encroachment
Protecting and surviving, I yearned for reassurance

The vastness then becomes apparent
It’s all so heartbreakingly beautiful
Every birth, every death

Nothing was ever wrong
Nothing has ever been wrong

Such gratitude. Such grace. Such perfection. 

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