Dry your eyes to continue
Trying moments came unordered
Speaking reduced more private
In a corner but with two upper hands
Blurry vision is hazardous
Solitude pours renewal feet unglued
Oh some movement
Forward or back balance will come later
Lips stable finally able to rest seated at a sanctified table
Growth felt producing hope before I couldn’t cope at most levels
Weep but tarry not.
Secretly changes we hate catalysts what a twist
Feeling differently simply different
To see past harsh pain thought improbable
Trips casting cares casually lowered windows
Shown is best to weep but tarry not.