After life has broken you open, perhaps you may create art.
...Summer softens lines that winter cruelly shows...
...There's the suffering from love and the suffering from grief - either pain permanently scars the soul...
...Spiritual or emotional pain doesn't become a memory so much as a bruise ...
...In my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain...
...Don't settle for pap - our thoughts wander through eternity - experience the wonder of being alive...
...You won't age? I promise you this - your hands will go shiny and transparent and at the slightest bruise they'll bleed...