The Gift is Given

The lie of re-invention, lies shattered on the floor, truth is wide awake gazing at the ashes of the absurdity of this vain release. And although the sky may darken momentarily, it re-focuses into light,. And looking at a particular truth, of a particular relationship, there is comfort in the differences, in the division. And truth is where all of love must lie, and sometimes perhaps, difficult to search into, to process, and someone once said, I think it was Camus, that love is multi faceted, and lately I feel that I have become to close to understanding this. Love can be embarrassed by itself, it can try to turn itself into indifference or even dislike, but in the peace of the quiet moment in the stillness of the heart and mind, the gift is given.