All around, there are forces.
Earth, wind, water, and fire.
Whispering to me.
tugging at me.
Nudging me
Guiding me
Supporting me.
Helping me learn to be happy by being.
Not wanting to be happy. or wanting to be anywhere.
Just being. Simple and pure.
Difficult, but simple.
And as always, my thoughts turn to you.
How I want to be with you.
But I can't.
So I want to talk to you. speak to you. Communicate my feelings to you.
and I'll roll with it
like the waves.
They don't crash and pull at the shore; they powerfully roll across the sand.
Lessen my sense of longing. Let me be content.
As I learn to desire nothing more than what I have.
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