It’s that point when the world is beautiful. Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow.

When one knows that Justice can not be bought.

When one knows that they Love.

Your world is in chaos and everything around You is chaos, but you find a seashell and everything fits into place.

Everything.

When they talk of me Most is Truth, some is not.

I learned how to forgive and I found compassion in extraordinay circumstances.

I found Kindness in a Storm.

I found Justice in a Court Room with them all yapping like excited dogs.

Just like the children on skateboards wishing by, I found that I too could make a harp and a tamborine.

I don’t play with matches, but I found that I could light a candle and pray.

I am not frightened of the dark.

And never will be again.

And I am so so grateful that I learned how to weep and cry again – I am so so so grateful.

I thought they were tears of Sorrow, this was not true – they were tears of Joy.