Comparisons of kind concern

                  Finding that one sweet memory. Not a
good one nor bad just the hinted parts of calm and
peace. Cling to, lean upon for the words hold
tight inside my mind.

                 Simple is the waves crashing. So heavy are
the tides curling, dragging the emotions through the
finest of strainers. So clearly that all falls breaking
until dissolved.

                 Is that not just a funny observation of
how one must place all that is possibly giving grief, trials
into to one. So obvious that the sigh exhales and the
longing becomes feverish.

               So dearly is that one single tear. The trail
it carves. Ah so far it falls and yet so open is the mind
the voice that becomes.

                Still there is a need. A conversation when
even tiredness overrules. How, though, can all that
happen without a glance of misunderstanding?

                  So distant I am to this one thought. The
one of a positive hope after being so sincere in a
kind concern. Ah the sensitivity of lovingly giving a show
of weakness only rapidly rebuilt the stone wall.

                 How to kick it back down? Just once more
today. Ah yes, the constant reminder ~ imperfection.
How else do I forgive nastiness inside a single second
of haughtiness?

                 Ah cling I do, lean even harder and love
even stronger. One day the calm, the peace will unfold
and my wait of hope will be put back together. For now,
though, some need to find other layers to uncover.

               So I ask of you to understand my concerns
were battled with rudness instead of being held in love
and gratitude.

               Yes I can hope for the kindness in a calm
moment. Now just pray all falls here.