Amidst the bitterness
there are sweet spots,
a Shangri-La of sorts...
there are sweet spots,
a Shangri-La of sorts...
And in this teapot
the raging tempest has subsided...
the raging tempest has subsided...
Serenity sinks in and the turbulent flows become still.
In this moment— with smoke and water vapors rising (to the skies)...
In this moment— with smoke and water vapors rising (to the skies)...
we try to rebuild the things we've lost to this hurricane,
the love, the trust, the hope, the heart
and the faith...
the love, the trust, the hope, the heart
and the faith...
A little less attached.
A little more alone.
A little disconcerting,
but a lot more cold.
A little more alone.
A little disconcerting,
but a lot more cold.
