a meager toll to feel an instant of true love surge through our very existance.
For every potent tear that cascades down a trembling cheek
may ten thousand kisses fall upon the lips of a lover.The dichotomy that defines us or tortures us.
Make no mistake this is a choice.
I refuse to allow any pain to distract me from the certainty of joy and the permanence of love.Each time we open our eyes to a new day, a chance to honour our pain, acknowledge the suffering...
but to decide to create, to embrace choice....to understand that the best reason to survive
is to thrive.
