Compassion? Elusive compassion is only truly born of understanding.
The understanding comes from connection, in some form or many.
Connection to pain, to loss, to joy, to remorse, to emotion.
Emotional Ocean
Swallowing us whole in its vastness
Drowning in my pain, as I sink to the depths...
What is that I see? A reflection of myself?
But no! It is another. Could it be?
Another poor soul has found it's way to the same point as me.
Therein lies the compassion, a child from the womb of my understanding.
A companion in pain.
A new friend in my suffering.
A glimmer in my darkness.
Sink or swim
sink or swim
The struggle within
which we share.
