maybe one day

writers block and i'm not even a writer. hey is there anybody out there. trying to find some sense. how do i love thee there are so many ways. can you hear me, feel me, sense me. SEE ME, lol. blog this. ya. my journaling sense is nil. who wants to journal in public anyway, on the very remote offchance that someone actually reads any of this. refusing to accept what is and cannot be changed, but isn't the only constant change. go with the flow but doesn't that imply indeciseveness. it's all quite confusing i must admit. i sense the rightness of the answer somewhere within but don't feel it as yet. life is a many splendored thing and god is truly awesome.

maybe one day

it flows

thru

a day of love

and truth

an eternal moment

captured

free

that's not a contradiction

if u understand

peace, love and light