There's so much I don't understand. I don't understand the ways in which you work, the why's, how's and who's by which you work. I dont understand the plan, the timing, the placing or the waiting. The pain, confusion, striving and losing...gaining and grasping and holding. There's so much I don't understand. Fighting and chasing, endless debating and crying and laughing and love.
But there's things I do understand. You are. Because you are, there is point, peace and depth. Laughter and purpose, hope and joy. The void is filled, cries heard, hands held. This is enough.