Twirling around like ash, focused more on the dance of the fall, than the displacement of what was whole when it hit. The pieces may never take the form of what was, but they surely have only relocated to become a part of something bigger.

So, literally, out of the blue I say to my cousin:

"My brother, how will we ever know?

Truth is

...Maybe...

We won't.

Sometimes, we have to be happy with a mystery,
or feel whatever we feel and respect it for what it is."

There's always so much going on we can't know all of what we want. Just be.
Do what lifts you, beyond the physical body.

Sometimes we just need someone to really connect with, openly, honestly, raw.

Sometimes we really just need to reconnect with our higher selves.

Sometimes we forget we're all one in the same.

Sometimes can be most times with blurred lines of past times.

But I'm here right now.

My mirror's sometimes clouded

But I'm surrounded on a mountain

with a new perspective

Don't wanna leave the peak,

For right now this existence is perfect the way it seems.

Peculiar interpretation, but after all,

Life

Is but a dream


I'm awake, ready to be awoken.  Sometimes words fly, yet better left unspoken.

I'm here, and looking through a screen you can't see me choking

I give my life away, take a piece as a token

I can only really hug myself, in an attempt to feel less broken.


I won't feel this way in the morning,


Each day is a new page in the story.

Everyone wants a piece of the glory///

But I'll lay me down in the water,

Drown

Or float on to a foreign territory

Away, but never to falter