and by wishing i mean the pure prayers a child makes.
wishing to know
asking
who will save me from myself?
this one thing we all need.
and love can bring it
in all its mysterious manifestations.
and loss can bring it
in all its raw and honest declarations.
life, the universe, is always
listening
always answering.
and it was with loss that i began to
hear,
to see,
to open to the answer.
and it was in this opening,
in the countless fractures of the
heart,
that the universe answered.
and a man answered
and i, myself, answered.
and the heart goes on breaking and
opening,
asking and answering,
in its own ever-brightening faith.
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