
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