Happily ever after? You’ve gotta be fucking kidding.
Linear living don’t work that way…neither does Fate’s bidding.
Thru an ocean of time, you conceive routes bereft of sorrow?
Today can’t be conceived absent yesterday & tomorrow.
Do you really desire stasis in amber stone forever?
Joy knows not of vacuums & without grief…love’s no endeavor.
You think the measure of your being is naught without a with?
A desert’s sandy grains crave water; though rare & nearly myth.
Why seek to fill your holes with someone you just have not yet got?
Be ye whole in who you are…& that includes the things you’re not.
L.B.Stowe 