The incessant struggle between the knowing and the yearning…..
The knowing, slowly leading to stillness, to acceptance…with brief glimpses of the unhindered joy, that waits patiently.
The acceptance of what is…..
And yet, the dying throes of the yearning still hurts …still causes pain
The observance of this pain comes and goes….sometimes as the observer and sometimes intertwined unrecognisably with the pain.
And yet the knowing of that joy that lies beneath….that knowing gives hope.
The knowing that there is a choice ….a choice in letting go now so the struggle can cease.
The knowing that becomes stronger and calmer and stays longer and longer ….much longer than the pain.
The hope that one day soon, the knowing will be all thats left.