10:53 p.m. - Thursday, May. 27, 2004
Sadness that lies bone deep
Sadness that weighs heavily on flesh
Flesh, way too tired, too long
And what about anger..
Anger that stills it's sound
But not anger's resonance..
Threatening to implode...saturated with grief..with rage...with love
How do YOU manage 'this'...
I ask myself...
What can be learned from 'this'..
...these painful, painful unrequite feelings?
I don't know...
Love is such a.....driving....force...
By its loving..
Yet, love is beauty, light, goodness
One...source of all we strive for...
Love...ability to love...
inner treasure beyond all else..
that truly matters..
What are we?
So I welcome love...
So I host it in my finest room
Or perhaps, it hosts me?