The unknown my wings beat without end the tension of which I learn to bear. What is, is not yet complete and I need to stay motionless and so very still. From above I see or do I see? Not understanding what lies beneath. Not able to make sense of all the chaos in the grind that's taking place within my heart. And here I am hovering and still, moving and moving not waiting to see while my heart makes her peace. My soundless, motionless action, of being still while everything goes on without me.
-mcr
-mcr
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