Day 33: As time allows
The infinite rush of air as I continue to fall still believing that the only flaw this all has, is no flaw. Now we’re in it for the long haul, ready for a battle, this is our brawl. Beauty in this fall rises above all, enough is enough, just trust the light from the sunset before dusk.
Why is there a tree? We water only one – not two or three. Our way to unchain and be free, living for us – once living blind, now we can see. Seas have made a wall for us now, but some way, somehow we are together for as long as time allows.
Remember the good times,