Though Frail, Invincible

Listening to Third Eye Blind, waiting on 2010 but really there's no such thing as waiting. This is my moment, no matter what I do with it. I could make dinner or feel sorry for myself wondering what happens to love and waste a breath on why or I could write something beautiful and work to share it w/ someone who needs a rhyme and some perspective. But birds seem to sing no matter what and there's a consistency there.

And I'm not lonely tonight. 3 candles and a rock song in a major key.
Though frail, invincible.
Though solitary, surrounded.
Though silent, harmonizing.
Though broken, undaunted.
Though shaken, standing.
Though conflicted, noble.
Though anonymous, bold.
Though soft, triumphant.
Though shattered, whole.

And a song holds me
And galaxies explode and the membrane ruptures and a child is born and already shrieking so we feed her and build the association but she wasn't hungry.
She was afraid and cold for the first time. She grows though.

Give her time.