Jul 09 entry:
Every illusion of control
every semblance and comforting lie
of independence
was for me to realize
the underlying interdependence.
Every fall and rise in the song of my life
every curve and bend along this winding road
told ultimately of my return to you.
Every betrayal and loss of faith
every bloody tear shed
in the unwritten pages of the heart
was for me to know this way.
I see only so much beauty around me
and I am ashamed for ever seeing it as anything but.
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