letter from (myself)

I breathe, and with that breath comes (life). (My) heart reaches, I speak, and with the sound of (myself) ringing in air I know (truth) and become (it). Separation exists only because we have forgotten that we are (one). The blood that falls is (mine), the pain that reverberates in you (I) feel too, and to not love (you) is to hate (myself). The sun which rises and falls, the stars that wheel, the moon that waxes and wanes, all exist with (myself), and (my) heart that beats with them. (I) who have been with (you) before, am with (you) now, and forever shall be within (yourself) as (you) are within (me).

When breath stops, know that (I) am not gone, as (I) am and always will be, as the (dance) whose steps have no beginning will never end, so (I) too continue. (Break) not any (heart), raise no (walls), bring no (harm) to another's (self). (Watch), and with eyes that (see) begin to perceive that which (is), and gain another lost (connection). Know that (I love you), and (love) is as eternal as the (dance) which (it) created.

Diary

People, places, faces;
All my life in words and phrases;
All I've thought and all I've known,
Treasured dreams I call my own;
All I love and all I fear
kept safe inside these pages here.

candle in fall

(for my peace of mind, blow out the candles when they're unattended)

(yes mother, leaning over and breathing in and a lock of hair is in the way and) it's not quite the same color as the flame, and that fits, because Fire is the Summer and the Sun, warm and Life Quickening, and the the hair is the same color as the leaves falling outside, chilled and dieing, and the Moon is waning, and the Darkest Night coming quick will be even darker than usual, and (quickly brushed aside with a huff, another breath, and a curling wisp of smoke is all that's left) and that's just perfect for this child of woe.

Title: Stranger

-Original, no where in particular

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Came in on the train last night, wondering if you were still waiting for me to come home. Walked over streets I'd once known and passed by that store you used to work at, looks like it's been closed down for a while. Saw the house with your name on it, but not with your car in the driveway. Stood outside looking at the dark windows, but I didn't try the old key in the new door. Was there when you pulled up, and saw you look with eyes that didn't know me. Heard you ask, "May I help you?" but I just smiled and said, "No, I'm just passing through, but thanks anyhow"...