A throb that in hopes, ceases

Pieces of the edge that quake deeply within soul. How
to walk on from a scattering? Distance so many
crave to finally find some kind of peace.

Sitting here in the early morning. No longer am I
exhausted. Plenty of sleep rained down on me. All
that is tethering is pressure in my head.

Eyes wide awake even with the constant throbbing
in pinched corners. Ah soon the lids will feel heavy
and then rest shall come.

Still I press forward, my dear friend. I hope you
understand that in my quirky silence I am my best.
Observing, listening and absorbing.

Ah I sit here soaked in warmth of cashmere. Thoughts
that trickle down to parchment overwhelm so much
that listening to only pen against paper is so soothing.

I do, so, like to glance outside but my head screams
too much to even enjoy one breath of cold air. So
mind wages a war with soul. Tug of war with weights
of control whether sleep would eliminate hammering
echoes spread throughout mind and limbs or if
staying awake seemed more fruitful.

I laugh. Considering the ringing, hot/cold pressures
across face and overdue lava bubbling inside soul I
am amazed that I am still sitting. That I haven't come
to the right conclusion. Yes sleep is a necessity after
only just awaking.

I give way to a silent prayer. Whispering concerns,
hopes and love for my friends, family and all that
I meet throughout the day.

Now going back to more warmth. Hiding any light in
room. Hushing their radiance so eyes may adjust to
a calm with less hammering. Ah sleep overtakes
soul. Mind begins to wander in and out of memories
and dreams.

Hmm. Awaking with a sense of joy and no pain, no
sadness. There I saw you. We talked about life and
laughed about quirkiness. Not once was there a
sense of anger nor regrets.

Truly aware of how overpowering forgiveness and
love are and that the realization that put together
they are the best medicine the spirit and soul could
ever enjoy, absorb.

So wherever you are, my friend, take into
consideration that one day you and I will talk, will
laugh.

So all I can ask is that you be happy. The future
is in Jehovah's hands. As for today, know that I always
have you in thought, in hopes, in prayers and in
dreams. I hope you are picturing me there too.

All my love. Lots of hugs and kisses to keep you
moving.