Sit.

To sit. To just sit here in peace. To sit here in peace and know that I'm ok. I am ok and more than that,

I am my beloved's and he is mine.

There is nothing left. Nothing missing. Completely liberated. Victorious. 

I smile as I sit. The chaos around, the buzz of drama in the war torn world, but him. But, Him. 

It's not a naive escape or a turning of the head. It's a deliberate trust. A gift of faith to trust simply and live boldly. 

Reset. Every day. Reset. Every hour. Minute. 

I am my beloved's and he is mine. 

Get up. Work work work. Days 1 through 6. And then 7. Rest. Take his rest. 

He is mine.