Sweetest Pain
If I had the chance to do it over again... A beginning of a soul searching question asked ions ago and ions to come. Rocking slowly back and forth encapsulated by hues of maroon captured in soft leather I meditate looking upon the multicolored multifaceted lights that illuminate the midnight quarters. Twas the sweetest pain to groom me for this moment in time. When sequence of events fire off like a choreographed pyro display on Independence. There truly is I AM She punches through eternity and makes known I AM I speak out boldly without chastisement calling all things back to me that I release. Though knowing the rain falls on the just and unjust. Honored to walk with the rays on my face never to be forced nor have the taste for backdoor dealing. Received are the fruits of toils to continue to pay forward. Not for the seen eye but for the receptive heart. --- This episode is sponsored by ยท Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/qwannubian/message