Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
She encouraged herself to see her very small presence in the world as a good thing, a power, something that a hero might possess
the world got too cold
so God weaved a blanket of friends to cover you
the night you walked home with heart scrapped by ugly souls
the Universe made a vow to guide your path to bliss
the sun got an invitation to your soul
fled the scene.