Somewhere between black and white There is a space That is all grey In that space There is a heart That longs to feel Where it is grey There is no right and wrong Only the notes of a song A song of duality Of good and bad Of pain and hope It's right there That clarity is found Not in the clear-cut lines Rather, in those that fade Like in the sun that sets and rises again Clarity lies in the Heart that slows down To listen to its' own beat In the mess and chaos Where life meets Right in the...

I'll try to keep a train of thought here, but I’m not sure it will work. Forgive me. This morning after dropping off my adorable nephew...