Wings of a butterfly

There is liberation in Newness

As well as sorrow in a bygone past

There are a lot of things in life that

Simply cannot be forced

But can be prayed for and grateful about

When they happen

When they have happened

Linearity runs in some logic

But a lot of time we are looking at

Choices of different cycles

Cycles of pain and drowning

Cycles of courage and rising 

When we are lucky, we get to be empowered

Because we are all interconnected

And when the external relations are enticing you with passive aggression

The best we can do is stand firm and remember

Who we want to be

and constantly embody that, towards that

maybe that’s the

good, the true, and the beautiful

and maybe

maybe

by us tuning into the good

we awaken and empower the good in others

and the good may not be caged in as a fixed doctrine

it is open-minded, and

loving

and it won’t blame us when we try to fly

it won’t suffocate us with its own loneliness

and darkness

Pain is heavy