My Gypsy Woman In A Broken Spirit

The steadfast ticking. One-two. One-two. One-two.

I want more than is being given to me now. I am bitter towards the one I loved. How wretched of a state to be in.

“Relinquish, for it will only spur your side and entangle your spirit.”

I fret frivolously, longing to speed up time. To skip ahead.

“Be still, for it is these moments that will accentuate the beauty that is to come. It is the anticipation that heightens the discovery of what you do not know will unfold.”

These days are our own, to rest, to work, to love, to await in silence, to give our souls over to forgiveness, to ponder out what is is we are aiming towards, to reconcile our ideal with how we are living.

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