the tangled twisted web

i'd like to state for the record that i grew up a little today.
today i saw beautiful things
and experienced growth in those whom i love.
it can be said that there are days in which the stars are unaligned, the planets are off their tilt.
but today shone with a subtle simplicity.
a perfection lurking under the commonalities that impede our vision of truth.
today i witnessed a genuine person looking herself in the mirror, wiping away the make-up, embracing her wrinkles and honesty.
i witnessed the inevitable fall from grace that, though a long time coming, was incredibly more graceful than any other movement in the piece that is our connection.
and my respect blossomed.

today.
today i heard the sounds of maturity on the other end of a telephone.
i sensed no sheaths nor curtains
no avoidance of confrontation nor disgrace with current placement.
i was communicated a realization, an exhale.
an ownership of relativity.
i felt a root reach down into the core of a connection between two people as it attempted to flower a newness.
the resistance to progress has sat heavily on the sidelines and called interference at every opportunity.
the struggle has been arduous yet i recognize the reward to be precise.
there will be no celebration once this path is reconciled
there will be little communication between the connected parties
but there will be an internal satisfaction
an internal aging that will distance yet attempt a bridge of completion.

and these things i saw today.
these lines i draw today.
all within the same breath as my own accomplishments submit a smile to the soul in which they reside.

it could be the stars, it could be the snow.
it could be that there are so many stories unraveling in each of the many widows we pass as we traverse the paths we choose.
for it is these paths which create our very own stories and enable our innermost growth.
for we shall all grow up some day.