November 10, 2016

Change is slow, sometimes imperceptible:

Heel,

Heel.

Heal.

Character counts more than we know:

Hell,

He'll

Heil.

Move an inch and you move closer:

Hail.

Halt.

Halo.

There's a reason mantras are repeated:

Heal,

Heel.

Heal.

Sometimes we must go back to move forward:

He'll

Heel,

Halt.

There must be a reason everything is so similar:

Hark,

Harp,

Hajb.

I refuse in the end to hate.