everthing in its place
i run on at the mouth. because there is nothing to say.
the silences are golden. treasured. meaningfull. weighted. loved.
and painfull.
to sit and stare into...
to listen to a heart beat...
it's beautiful and wonderful and sends me flying over a bottomless chasm... wondering if i'll ever touch ground again... desperately wanting the certainty of earth under my feet, and at the same time, lusting after the wind through my hair.
i'm overbalanced on water. strong enough on fire. need to really work on earth and air. he grounds me. but i won't use him. i need to be able to do that for myself.
the silences are golden. treasured. meaningfull. weighted. loved.
and painfull.
to sit and stare into...
to listen to a heart beat...
it's beautiful and wonderful and sends me flying over a bottomless chasm... wondering if i'll ever touch ground again... desperately wanting the certainty of earth under my feet, and at the same time, lusting after the wind through my hair.
i'm overbalanced on water. strong enough on fire. need to really work on earth and air. he grounds me. but i won't use him. i need to be able to do that for myself.