Nameless Words

Trying to become less afraid of the deep-heart bug; to be a less fleet-footed friend is to not only mean well in your intentions but be upfront with those premises more miserating. To actually cry with another. As The Wise owl Rory himself once said, "Fence Building Nihilists Come Home." So why is your soul
 not flying; your garden needs crying but you've told yourself it will grow without water. You've told yourself so many things and made what seems to you- abject failures. But listen friend you're a learning growing thing- potential passion is in the way you breath. So breathe and live; forgive but don't forget. Be mindful of how it was when you felt the desperate confusion of another world. Don't give utterly into the depression you can diagnose in the very shadows on the ground - Don't give into the tiredness around you. Remember the brilliances that casts the darkness. And understand that both are present and useful- cry a garden of vines that can lift you up and hold you grounded- use what you've learned to cultivate a life that you can cherish.

Indigo Fire

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