January 6, 2015
Let things happen, he says.
Three simple words and yet they carry the weight of the world.
This is no ordinary ask.
My mind whirls around, a dervish
Grasping at those words;
Ingest them.
They are too big.
Obstacles larger than David's lie before me.
Atlas cannot lift the stone sitting upon my chest.
He is not free to love me.
Not fully and yet that is all I seek.
It seems I search for an unknowable truth,
One that I can but discover within myself.
I can only truly be my biggest priority.
No other can fill that void.
Let things happen, he says.
Relinquish control.
Trust in the unknown.
Risk everything.
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