The Keeper of Fragile Things

this is dedicated to Somebody

"My arms were always tight and craving to embrace. I wanted to embrace and hold the light, the wind, the sun, the night, the whole world. I wanted to caress, to heal, to rock, to lull, to surround, to encompass. And I strained and I held so much that they broke; they broke away from me. Everything eluded me then. I was condemned not to hold...

I could not bear the passing of things. All flowing, all passing, all movement choked me with anguish...And she danced; she danced with the music and with the rhythm of earth's circles; she turned with the earth turning, like a disk, turning all faces to light and to darkness evenly, dancing towards daylight."

~Anais Nin, from 'House of Incest'

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