it's a note of sadness, belonging to the moment known - and nothing needs to be done, no thought to replace it, it simply is, and will pass in a timing of its own. There was a time when these notes were weighted with a greater gravity, and all of me was given to their pull. Everything is different now, and yet it's all the same too. Sadness is noted, despair, sorrow - they all still appear within my framework. But somehow, there is a lesser gravity.
In this sadness, right now, it's enough to
simply know that it
belongs.
In this knowing - I'm free.
~
Peace,
Eric
2 comments:
Powerfull, Eric. Always come to read your lines 👌.
thank you my friend!
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