If you have been reading my page, or know about my site - you see Her along the fringes.
She comes into view when circumstances are born in the endless ocean of my emotional perspective.
She is the crying child being squeezed by his father.
She is the man that didn't hold the door open and the one who purposely gave back the wrong change.
She is the one who spills and empties with no promise of good faith.
She is the insult, the envy, the anger.
She is the love at first sight.
She is the flame of long darkened candle and the thick sweat of summer.
She is the unwritten letter and the poem that lingers along the edge of my paper.
She is Everything and No Thing.
She is Everywhere and No Where.
She is the Muse who keeps me Alive.
She is the Force that Intervenes.
She is the Birth of Empathy in the Flood of Ignorance.
She is the Protector, the Provider and the Prevention.
You may call Her my Conscience.
You may call Her whatever you want.
You may call me whatever you want.
All I know is that She Saves me.
Every Moment, She has attached Herself to my thoughts...although She can be painfully silent, She is never absent.
I am Grateful.