Into the deepness, and into the darkness.
Blindness is really what makes us See.
Into the quiet, and into the stillness.
Silence is really what makes us Be.
Into the thunder and into the earthquake.
Chaos is really what makes us Be Still.
Into the wretched, the misery, the hurting.
Into the stabbing, the distant, the torture.
Into the empty, the lonely, the falling.
Hurting is really what makes us Feel!
Tara J. Howard
Copyright 2014
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