I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo,
and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words
to tell, to march, to fight,
to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
Thursday, April 24, 2014
De-throning oneself, relinquishing the need to figure life out, and creating inner space for something bigger than worldly worries is, in my opinion, The Great Relief.