In my mind the idea of losing is prevalent.
Relations, thoughts, opportunities come often,
yet swiftly get taken away by irreplaceable loss.
Daily practice is recurring
rehabbing through art is strengthening
while continuing to lose the names, titles and places
in which I wish I could still be at.
None of these will bring disaster.
But it can make it hard for the necessity of Growth.
I've lost family, a connection, a lifetime.
We Lose something every day.
With loss comes growth and a chance for redemption.
Growth is funny. It opens doors for feeble hearts
to shine like never before.
