photo credit: Gayatri Thangjam
...like a carpet of woven pearls underneath your feet,
the dew glistens through the torn shroud of the morning mist.
awaiting to be scattered by your gentle touch...
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it has been a while since i found the fortitude to come back. many times i crept in through the cracks, but i always found myself caught in the void in-between. space and time are constant companions. it is the mind that is fickle.
it takes something more than just desire to come back. to walk down the path we have already tread before and knock on the door we walked out of long ago. it takes acceptance. it takes forgiveness. it takes humility.
so how have you been?
