There is a silence after everything has been said
The impasse has been reached
Positions are solidified
No turning back is realized
Can a person begin again, no matter what?
After so many starts and stops
Hope flies out the window
The stillness is deafening
Grasping for a lifeline
Wanting to be saved
Emotions flooding the senses
Looking for release
How does the heart mend from sorrow
From what could have been?
Is it all delusion?
Or attachment to communion?
Can I meet change with poise?
Put one foot in front of another?
Swallow my pride?
Fearlessly move forward?
Every day the sun rises
Beginning a new day
A blank slate of creation
Ready for a new painting
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