wordless feelings and flowing thoughts.

once and always:

there was no yielding.

there was only rigidity. 

now:

with old friends and new holding me strong.

with a cartographer holding my map.

there is flow.

there is change.

the ground shifts under me

yet

a vade mecum guides me straight and onward.

benevolence surrounds me:

i hold out my hands to accept the favours.

amen.

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