How does one go back?
To find what your heart longs for, and quickly realize
You can’t have this all the time…
It’s sacred. This ground you stand on is holy.
This dry, cracked ground is the soil of inspiration.
The passion you feel in it’s presence
will only serve to magnify the ache in it’s absence…
And when it returns the ache of absence will
glorify the passion of its presence…
You must have them both…
The passion and ache.
The presence and absence.
Otherwise, your will song will be a bore…
You must have the dance and the dirge…
You must have the dissonance and deliverance…
They are the melody and harmony of all great compositions.
So sit quiet in the absence and let the ache envelop you
In doing so, you will realize that passion is far more present…
A perfect world would not be perfect
without some measure of imperfection…
So let the songs you sing, the poems you write,
the sculptures you craft, and the paintings you paint
deliver a message…
Ache and absence.
Passion and presence.
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