hanging in the unknown
is perhaps what we are doing
all the time
only
most of the time
we might believe it
not to be the case

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hanging in the unknown
is perhaps what we are doing
all the time
only
most of the time
we might believe it
not to be the case
a flowering tree
a butterfly
transformation all-over
keeping faith
while falling apart
is like holding the note
till the very end
of breath
unpleasant dreams
and ghosts
overshadowing a glorious sunrise
after weeks of rain
healing can sometimes be
hurtful
the time the wound is pushed open
to extract the foreign body
becoming is a gracious experience
unfolding into ones proper dimension
where no one is betrayed
and no lies thrive
a gentle wind
drying away
humidity
as a gentle mother
drying away tears
on the cheeks
of her child
awakening into a rain of joy
can help it overcome the despair
of awakening into
yet another day of rain
letting go
can be a challenging exercise for someone
having spent life
trying to be
in control
though even challenging exercises are
possible to overcome
rain again
silent falling summer rain
washing away the hope
of every farmer
surveying the crops with a vigilant eye
while despair penetrate the bones
as humidity permeate the air
somewhere on the horizon
behind the trees
a golden brim of sunrise announce
a different tomorrow
when only we have the courage
to make it through the day