This rising and falling of my words creates passion, conflict, and crime. What is it that moves the heart so violently, like a boat on a stormy sea?
I gain confidence in the rising of the sun and quietude as it sinks into a mysterious unknown place.
This rising and falling of my heart gives me wings to boldly confess all of my desires; and in the depths of my despair, to retreat within where no created thing can find a trace of my existence.
I gain confidence in the rising of the sun and quietude as it sinks into a mysterious unknown place.
This rising and falling of my heart gives me wings to boldly confess all of my desires; and in the depths of my despair, to retreat within where no created thing can find a trace of my existence.
