Words that find me were written before me.

Visible, the want not to be.
Together, the need not to be
The need to be seen, but afar
The want to be together, but afar

Moments but arrive, aplenty
Visible at times, like the sunrise
Unannounced at times, like thunder
Shattering silent stillness in their wake
All but exactly as they meant to.

There are wounds
that do not last.
Bruises that disappear
with memories past.

The descent into self
Is not the familiarity
of oneself, but capacity
for another

I choose to go, all the way.
It makes me humble,
With every breath I let go.
It makes me grateful,
For a new low.
Breaking me so.

Look, seek, search, struggle
Love, lose, feel, struggle
Stay still, swim, sail, struggle
Fight, want, cry, struggle,
Live, halt, wonder, struggle

Where is hope then to survive?
If the now isn't ever really now
The future a constant mirage
Always a well of hope