Just want to lie down and see, this moment as it is passing. In all its beauty and awe. And count my flaws, so I can make them right in some other life. This passing is all it is. Nothing more nothing less. Creator to a new beginning and a memory to the gone.
In motion as a bi-product of an unending journey. To be rested and to be tested in all those phases. To be judged and to be forgotten in mystic answers. To lie and to forgive in simple ways. To be alive and to be meaningful to all that ever existed. In peace and war, to stay near and far from the ongoing turmoil. I create what I have to in this motion, this uncertain notion, of truth.
I am this moment! This very second.
~R~