5-13-25

Today I arrive at the park, to pastel skies and green earth.

The trees have filled in now, there has been enough rain for the grass to awaken.

Fewer birds, more people.

I feel a strong need to hide, no more morning darkness to protect me.

The fear of being seen, but why?

Do I have the mark of Caine, that is visible to all?

I know I cannot run away, I must stay, this life is the only place that I can learn what

must be learned.

It is the not knowing that holds me, learning the unknowable, feeling it, the doubt, uncertainty.

It is the feeling that I love.

The feeling of being alone, alone in unison with everyone, everything.

My unknown part in the great mystery.