Haiku: Time, The Healer
The water of indifference
wears away even
the ragged cliffs of pain
I watch the dust fly
Even my anger cannot defy time
Pain was power
to create new life, after
The bigger magic is that even that ends
It’ll pass. I tell that to myself all the time.
So since I say it often enough, does that mean it really does pass?
.-= rads´s last blog ..joie de vivre =-.
@rads: We must believe that it does. After all, what choice have we?
It goes nowhere Ideasmith, just nowhere and that indifference just psyches us out.