there are no heights to which we rise, no depths for us to sink to; there is the middle plane, where everything is what it is: the past has gone by - impossible to change - the future is unknown - waiting to be lived - we are here, we are now, this present is perfect
Tag: living
Uncertain
no certainties in life except that we shall die, this inevitable end is enough - I would fill my time with life, with the actions that make me come alive - not a second can be dead, that comes later - now I would feel the depth of great love, the hollow pain of terrible loss, the warm embrace of the sun, the piercing cold of dark winter, the hope of a spring breeze - now, I would be alive