There are times when word's and music move within me and stir up thoughts that I cannot define. I feel deeply, but I don't know what I feel. I feel greatness in me, but not of me and not about me. I think certain music...certain writings stir up the spiritual part of my being. That spiritual sense is the greatness I feel. A reminder that I in my weakness am not alone. It stirs and unsettles me. It pulls my attention inward and yet outward and then leaves me deep in anonymous thoughts.
When I wake up tomorrow, I won't think twice.
I will feel like myself and walk on in the knowledge of the immediate.
The stirrings inside will have settled and all I will have left is my own presence.
(All that I am aware is left, not all that is left)
I hope that someday I can hold on.
I hope someday I can stand in both realms:
physical and spiritual
immediate and eternal
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