The world still falls upon my eyes

as it falls upon the eyes of a child

Evenly, unchosen, as impartial as the weight of life.

The madness of my fear for love

has come to me like flowing water.

A tide on a beach, awaiting another pull of the moon

The light of life shimmers and shines ahead

like morse code from a falshlight on a dark cloudy night.

Only, I don't understand the code

and n a way that makes me happily anticipate the future.

Like a pregnant woman awaits the day she may give birth.

Scared, curious, or maybe even thoughtless

knowing that inevitably it's coming like it or not.

Life is pain

Life is love

Love is pain

Pain is love

To love is to live.