Nov 13th 2008 05:43 pm What is crashing down?
A torrential rain, an insane brain, a wall of pain, a dark stain?
The thought of these things is rather frightening, the pressure and the tightening.
The loss of control.
Desolation. Destruction. Death.
Yet I stand (I’m sitting, actually) in the light, the dark night dispelled. I’ve peeled it all back. All the realms of hell. And what lies beyond?
A Golden Pond.
A Highway of Light.
A coming home, wherever you roam.
An authentic, mystical, vulnerable, strong self — yours and mine, found in the Self.
I don’t mean to preach but I do hope to reach you. I am learning and discerning; a bridge is burning. What is it between us? It’s time to do some turning of pages, leaves, and phrases, and form a trail that blazes true, joining you to me and me to you.
Please find forgiveness. I love you and I do care. And yes, I have been careless. I know I am blessed to have your love and support.
Look beyond the artifice into the heart of us. It may be clever but I will not sever my bond with you.
Together we swim in the Golden Pond, dear one.
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