Jun 09, 2013 12:11
I do not challenge often. the world can rest in its own hands.
But I care for my own, and their sorrows are my pain. I do not know the resolution other than waiting and patience. Gods tears. The illusion of now would be torn if it were truly known that all will be well in the end, yes?
So I wish to hold, to comfort, to strengthen.
But instead I wait, knowing my wishes are not the ones that need changed.