post a comment | posted Aug 12
the flexibility of love
stress of
change
and holding on
forgetting
the process
here all the time
simplicity of thought
it all becomes
a game
and I hate that word
especially
in this
context
finding a center
and the worst of it
is the fear
control
what is so bad
about being
alone?
the dream
of someone
loving
you through
it all
eventhough.....
post a comment | posted Apr 30
"She folded the letter, as she had folded the parasol, out of sight of hatred and violence. She could not keep pace with the angry pulse of the world. She was engaged in a smaller cycle, the one opposite of war. There were truths women had been given to protect while the men went to war. When everything would be blown away, a paper parasol would raise its head among the debris, and man would be reminded of peace and tenderness."
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