How on earth does everything just seem to fall into place?
How does everything always just end up so right?
And just as it should be...
though I never would have known.
You are a Giver of the most unexpectedly beautiful gifts.
And I am an ungrateful, undeserving, silenced and humbled receiver.
I'm jumping, Beloved.
Here's my hand.
Have it back.
It is yours again.
And let's jump together.
You're the only one I trust myself to fall with.
And fall, I may.
But unless we jump...
I will never know.