My heart is hurting, but I am unsure of it’s cause.
I feel pain, pain that is sharp. Digging deep, deep as the piercing of flesh by a bear’s claws.
I do not speak, for there isn’t much to say. I hear word all day, in them there’s emptiness, theese words are hollow. What more should people say?
I see the sun rising, to me it brings hope as well as life. Hope to my heart, hope to my heart. That she may beat in peace and experience death without perishing. To be still in the center where there’s no end and no start.