The cloud has cleared.
the day is clear.
whilst still struggling with my "humaness"
I sense assurance
and the struggles abate.
I am.
This will never change.
I have a lifetime of consequences
that three years of splendour
washes with love,
and wondrous words,
filled full of light,
lived, alive,
I am quite overcome by the thought of it,
these wondrous words
have captivated me,
my muse,
my obsession,
my lyric,
my song.
Yes,
I am alive,
extraordinary,
hopelessly hopeful.