All that I know clings
massages with certainty
seduces with ecstasy
flows with hunger...
How truly frustrating it is to desire, yurn, seek and not believe you have found why you are here.
Full of confusion, terror and goodness.
As pain is forced upon us, we rise.
all those you can see, those you can not.
The world if full of ether,
joy of a soul who's time has come.
They stand beside you...