and stumbled one step, two steps deeper into the peace...
Just the sound of water bubbling, running, falling...
and sticks breaking under our steps....
I breathe differently now....deep...and slow and on purpose....
Because every moment matters....
And in the midst of insane chaos....
my body a war field...
my mind on fire....
I feel the presence of the reason.... I can't name it, touch it, explain it....but I know somehow, I was meant to come here...
to fall,...
to tumble....
blindly
into this crazy
wrecking ball...
It must be the butterflies....
