tarkis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the answer will come bloodshed.. anger... violence death.. sadness.. tears. no compassion, only determination. and my soul hurts.. aches. waves of assaults soaking as a light rain on parched ground. sending out positives.. trying to punch holes in the ever strengthening umbrella. it was good to go away.. new ground.. new energy. alone... well ... alone but for the bengal. forgotten how that felt... without kid.. without companion. waves of gentleness.. the green refreshing physically and mentally. the strength of stone. I am truly blessed. to wake each morning without guilt.. without sadness for what never was... to be fulfilled with what is... to be able to laugh alone at what was.. what is.. and the promise of what could be. this morning I give thanks. but.. that nagging feeling.. my path is taking a turn.. I should be doing more.. enlightenment... but aren't all paths sacred.. each our own. gifts given.. not to be hidden... many truths written on that premise.... throw it all to the universe with a laugh and an expectation. surely... I will be answered. Surely. 7:27 a.m. - 2006-09-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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