| Tonite I light a candle, for no one in particular. Or maybe just for me. For each and everyone. A vigil for the sustainability of our sanity, that we can make it through this moment before the moment (whatever that might be). A prayer that we might breathe easy, body and soul, and that we may not sink so deeply into the mud of our own mind that we’re unable to unfurl our own fumbling fingers towards a friend or a stranger, who too, seeks a hand, however weathered, to hold. |
