March 18, 2011
That's it. The voice inspiring me to the breath comes together with another, and yet another, still another, then silence completes the bond. Afterwards it's only the melody growing from the completion that decides the ultimate rapture or defeat. You never can tell how it'll go, how it'll end up. Nevertheless, it's the journey many of us have undertaken. We know the stakes. Regardless. Our souls' capacity in a feeling way crawls to the edge time and time again, challenging loss and utter grief. This is the way of us. We don't complain, nor do we search new job ads.