By the water along the road I follow my steps or so it goes. The little things pass the time try to find magic in the ordinary sanity in the chaos. I find the magic but questions left unanswered for I cannot see the full picture yet I remain steady for all I can control is me, myself, and I somehow I have sanity out of the way out of the weeds of grief that lingered heavy, of depression that left me treading. Solid is the land I live in learning to love myself through all the sensitivity and all the big feelings. I am here, I am breathing, I keep quiet in my being, it’s how I feel them freely.
Kelly Severseike 