How “Yes, But” Becomes “But Yes”
Yes, I am most afraid of losing control
But you can’t lose what you don’t have
So, I’m afraid of nothing
Which is how you die alone
The only way to live together
Is to grasp what this really means
By holding on for dear life
To the Tree of Life
Slowly coming to discover
That I’m not afraid of anything
But God
Whose silence has come to mean
Mais oui