The Fear In Loud Voices

I hear the fear in loud voices. I know that good things can come from bad choices. I see the love that lies behind the hurting, the connectedness we feel in the parting. The breathing, the stillness, the healing way illness makes sense of it all. I've cried sad tears at life's perfection and everywhere I go I see reflections. I've found what's real in my delusion. I've grown peace of mind from my confusion. I've found a reason for living and I know that giving makes sense of it all.