Have faith that the universe will line things up for you, and everything will fall in place. It will work out
And as impatient as I am, I am trying my best. My faith is connected to the body, to the heart that pumps and pulls, latches and drags onto every vein, every nerve, every ounce of signifying calm or pressure. And every thought rushes through me completely, stopping to only make me nauseous, to cause my head to spin and make me weaker in the knees.
If I am so strong, if I know that the above symmetry will happen, then why do I feel myself slipping to the ground?
An easy conversation to resolve. And the basic point of love is progression, to nurture and watch it grow (plant towards the sun, right?) I'm taking it all in, and if this is the way the universe falls, then I will not stand in the way.
Gotta keep my muscles goin', y'know?
[Feedback in the Field- Plants and Animals]
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Great post, superb use of language. I like your philosophy on life, you got it down.
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