in this rough and tumbling turmoil

(that i know by heart)

i will seek the unmovable

truth

and while wretched my soul will weep through this,

God

whatever name we call him,

is constant.

He knows me by heart, and you

He has us in the palm of his hands

lest we forget

that deep in our heart we will find the answer

not in our deepest fears or insecurities or uncertainties

but in light

that is constant, whichever way we turn.

7.50 a.m., 12.1.2012, a new breath.