Thursday, August 03, 2006
Tonight
The music is still, filled with pain and with peace. It’s a churning up of the past, and it evokes my trepidation as I put my first foot into the unknown water. I’ve been called courageous for wanting more, I’ve felt foolish for wanting more, and as I sit here on this dark and warm night, I remember that I am not alone. I am someone’s daughter, someone’s sister, someone’s mother, someone’s friend. I am here now, the ground steadies me and the sky holds me like its very own beloved child.
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