the pain cut deep
I’d done it again hurt
one of the few closest to me
forever people
just by speaking
incorrectly
we come out on the other side holding hands
richer for the walk together
not broken left along the side of the road
yet the inbetween that came before we reached out again
one to the other
was a most desperate debilitating loss of days to the mystery of pain’s
call to become a more luminous soul
humans do not willingly walk into the light
I find this odd
you would think we’d desire what is most desired
yet more often than not the pain is too much to see through to the bright light of the dawn that it is
we turn away thinking we’ve been injured
when what it is is luminous clarity
the best life
ever