21:22 Thoughts

The intricate details make up the complete picture.

Silence doesn’t mend what needs to be said.

Ignoring it doesn’t make it dissolve away.

A fire burning within smolders when it’s not tended to correctly.

A vision doesn’t become reality if a plan and action aren’t birthed.

Love. Yes, love can dwindle more and more as days go by if life isn’t breathed into its core.

Was a prayer whose answer is unknown even heard?

What percentage of tears are composed of pain compared to joy?

Does the moon compose lullabies as the sun rests up for another shining day?

Life. Sometimes I just don’t understand the purpose behind much of its turmoil.

Why ask why when it won’t change anything?

We all love the sun but I’ve been well accustomed to the rain.

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