Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. Finally is deliciously simple nothing more to say nothing less to know. Finally is the end that leads to new beginnings and the silent non-answer that soothes the soul.
Finally is the last bite, the faint smile, the absolved wish that leads me back to where I had left off in the first place. Finally is full circle and I’ve come back around. To home to friends, to a tribe that lets me be me. Finally is salvation.
Finally is the beauty of long hallways filled with light a lightness of living of being of existing without needing to know. The illusory intent is lost is irrelevant is freed from grasps that never held it anyhow, never held me anyhow, the cloying empty yawns of desperation a fruitful journey towards liberation.