I had built my confidence out of fragility
It was like a sandcastle, so beautiful and bold

I almost believed in it; I was almost convinced
That this confidence will endure the strongest of tides

But then and with the first wave of reality
The sands moved under the castle that was swallowed by the shore.

And denial swallowed my presence along with the storms of insecurity and fear ...

Mounted the platform to decry their griefs, age upon age inflicted.
Soaring oratory, clipped grief, released flowing sorrows.
Sweeping how the moments passed, years amount to decades
Decades to centuries tumbled out, epochs rivers flow by
Strange how this was not enough for their griefs description
In times fullness, fullest times, Lord of the Hall interrupted
Have you answered yourself Dearest Ones, does your heart see what's undone?
Yes, we have and now we see and return to where we come from...

Accept change
with open arms,
I promise you
that the road is
not that bumpy
and that you
will be just alright