I can look myself in the mirror
Without recrimination
Knowing the events that have shaped my life
These past few months
Haven't changed me all that much
That you can place your hands
And still feel the vibrations
That what was lost was merely let go
And what wasn't there, wasn't lost
That I haven't succumbed
To the cynicism and bitterness
So easily wallowed in
But the incomprehensible cannot be stopped
It is still there