In this place between words and silence. Sight and Faith. Closest to my heart are those who are true. This world breeds lies and people who point fingers and deny their own truth. The ones who appeal to my soul aren't slaves to this place and are willing to fight with every ounce of love and grace. As much as I wish I could jump to my feet and take on this demon who keeps nudging for my fate. I will grow easy into my place and collect all that it takes to build the strength its going to take to face the pain and heal wounds. Each life has its own things to recover so we can evolve from hurt and hate to joy and love. So as I work at being my truest version and moving forward taking out what lays beneath... I'll know my place when my reflection is whole with lots more creativity to unfold...