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Happiness

Happy.

Accepting of this place.

I am without yearning nor fathoming, nor wishing to change it by my own hand, other than be who I am within my hands.

Still there is the abyss. I stand upon the edge catching a glimpse of all that moves below the surface of everything existance is.

The stongest voice I hear, though silence it my soul does try, remains-

A whisper, a rhyme, a nightingale shrine, the dream from before till tomorrow, the lost puzzle piece, the whole storyline.

I am grateful and peaceful with and for that, and feircly furious on the edges of my maddening mind.

IW

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The Neighbours Lights.

When the lights had all gone out, my neighbour called.

I looked around my home and found two lightbulbs left. One was bright like the morning star, the other just a dim little one.

I took a candle and the bright one over with me, it would give the needed light into the modernly designed home. The little one would do for this small old cottage I dwelt in. For now.

We lit the candle as I entered, held hands to support each other and fumbling along we reached the place we thought was best to place it.

It lit up as expected and the light filtered well into other rooms if you kept the doors open.

In the new dawn just rising, I watched from my window as the incandescent light could now be replaced with mornings rays streaming down from heaven.

When night would come once more, my neighbour, now a friend, would be able to trace back along our steps and flick a switch to illuminate the dark should they miss the sign of nightfalls arrival. Occasionally they ask if I have another candle.

Sometimes I sit under the dim light, the little one, happy in my ramshackle space and yet desire too, to feel the familiar radiance I see now shining from my friends home.

They said I must come around one day. I see silhouettes cast by the bright light, moving about a lot and I don’t like to intrude.

So I wait; I know my friend is busy, seeing clearer now and filling rooms with even brighter lights! I also know they look out the window too sometimes when the moon is out late, and see the light of the little one, still shining.

IW

Find

It’s all around
In the air, on the ground.
Be strong, be bold
Be gentle, be kind.
All that you are
Spirit, body, and mind
Bring you to seek
All you will find.     ~IW~