How do we relate? Through words? Actions? Sweet words spoken to the wind of our vanities?
What happens when all of that isn’t enough?
Do we simply go back to sipping our tea and watch the world pass us by?
Try as I might, I simply may never be good enough
for either the marvelous thoughts of my friends that accompany me through my day,
nor the ones truly loving me for whatever reason only known to them.
Where does my merit lie with the life I am leading?
Detached forever and albeit longing for the simplest and highest things.
Unable to reach out, but dying to simply sigh of pleasure…
A friend of mine hit me in the head a while ago by telling me: ‘I wish I could just hear you say that you’re perfectly at ease for once… it would certainly reassure me…’
Amen to that.
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