Emotion's Source: Confliction

Misery is gone, though emotion is not.

Joy has re-surfaced to another season.

I cannot figure out every reason, 

But I recognize healing taking place.

I've finally realized life is not a race.

It is precious.

Unwound, yet confident.

Untamed, yet routined.

Undisciplined, yet structured.

Uncertain, yet at peace.

Unlimited, yet straight-lined.

Lost and wondering, bad with direction

However, knowingly on the right path to succeed.

Only because failures have made it evident.

Vision can become blurred

If you trust each one at his word.

Some are deceitful,

Some try to break,

Including them in your vision is surely a mistake.

To each his own.

Each with different progressional pace.

Progression a positive, but try to avoid obsession.

When the heart and hands part to go seperate ways, 

Without a doubt there will be lonely days.

But it's important to wipe the frames of the blurred view;

There will always be better days.

Strength is within if drawn from above;

Unless you get this concept,

You`ll never understand love.

Even when the mind wanders,

Refocus the heart.

If you look hard enough, back to the start,

The mind will not tear you apart.

To analyze from every angle and every view,

Is sometimes okay,

But sometimes you have to look at just one source...

That is...

YOU.

Written: 10-20-11 1:00 pm