No Title 09/15/15

It made no difference whether the sun was high, or the moon beamed on. He resigned himself to feeling anything that indicated feelings for his decisions, or for her. Standing exposed as the warm, droplets of the water cascaded down his back, he could hear the drum of each drop, yet felt..nothing. Numb. It had

ALL IS WELL

All Is Well whispers the wind Tears streak the cheeks of the mourning All Is Well A bruised heart’s pain intensifies with each beat All Is Well Celebratory applause as you stand on the mountain peak All Is Well Emotions and Logic arm wrestle over each moment All Is Well It was It is It