Friendship

Sweet Autumn whispers remind me that we can still be friends.


Reshape our love.


I just need to mutate mine.

     Shrink it.

          Avoid it.

               Constraint it.

                    Ignore it.

The Key

I could not think of a way to heal.

I could not even accept I would.



But I have now seen the vast cavern within myself where the waters are calm, the air is pristine, the light is eternal.

I am not the orphan fighting huge waves any longer, battered by an angry sea.

I am a spiritual being taking it all in, consenting to reality, warming up my heart, sending goodness to my loved ones, motivated, hopeful, joyful.

Serene.