| I am sad and grateful
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| I am lonely and rejoicing
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| I ring the bells alone, I ring the bells for you
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| Forgive me the impermanence of my joy
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| And the permanence of my joy
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| I am present in my truth
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| Though you were right, I lost myself
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| I abide in my discomfort
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| And in everything you gave me
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| I can try to hide from suffering
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| But I know that won’t save me
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| I must count it all as joy
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| I must let love be love in me
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| I can be strong, I can be kind
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| I can be good to myself and anyone who lets me
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| Now I am simple, I am alone
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| Like a pale flower floating on the surface
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| Of the wide sea the world drives between all of our hearts
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| The one you must navigate in order to love
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| In trying to swim there but refusing to let go
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| We weighed each other down and eventually we drowned
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| We can speak the words of women and angels
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| But without real love, it’s just sad noise
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| I can open my heart and let everything out
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| But that won’t save me — I’ll just be empty
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| I am raw and awed and frightened
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| In the presence of my truth
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| I am sitting with my fear
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| I am reverent in its light
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| I am starting where I am
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| I move forward on my own
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| And I ring the bells alone
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| But with only you in mind |