Sunday, November 23, 2014

Whole

Constant feeling of turmoil.
On the verge of tearful breaks.
Constantly.
After years of dry fields.
Delayed reaction,
Or anticipatory action.
A lot is changing and I am alone.
But we are always alone.
Only you will push.
Only you will pull
Yourself. And you,
You and the almighty,
You are one.
Whole.

1 comment:

Uouo Uo said...


جزاكم الله خيرا"

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