I’m just a dreamer but I’m hanging on
Though I have nothing big to offer
I watch the birds, how they dive in, then gone
It’s like nothing in this world’s ever still
-Tallest Man on Earth
I can't seem to find it.
Balance, I mean.
My attempt at soaring is beginning to dwindle due to the fact that I don't actually have any wings.
Sometimes I fear I will be unsuccessful and becoming the truest I can be.
I have a sinking feeling it will not be in this lifetime.
And yet my heart still tries.
One thing I know for a certainty, is that no matter what I say, I will never be able to resist my own inclinations to live. I can't stop. I can't stop the muscles in my body to move. I can't stop the sparks of recognition in my brain to electrify. I can't stop the yearning in my heart for reality.
I can't stop searching for the best plan of action to take.
What I really am saying is... I still care about my people.
I don't know how to be and not offend.
I don't know how to live and not push those I love most away.
I don't KNOW anything.
I am surviving on hope that they will come back to the light. Come back to love. Come back to the very thing I use to believe that they will.
In my mind, Truth is what sets us free. Every good thing is a manifestation of truth's existence.
My truth for them is not enough. My faith, my hope, my laughter, my love.... It's never enough because they don't truly want it.
It's amazing what your heart will do to your mind when you let it settle on something.
It's equally amazing that we have power enough to decide where we want it to settle.