How do I know? When the ocean fluries sweep allure and hold me down , a chokehold on life.
How do I learn? When each moment is filled with the incessant mallet beating against the aging, bleating skin of life.
How do I love? When the heart of man aged with bruises of torn spirit expose the vulnerable self.
How do I forget? When the goal of it all is to catch the baton and race towards the next moment with greater resolve.
How do I relent? When every moment is bigger and greater than the sum of life's mosaic parts.
