Words feel like they mostly just add to the weight. But poetry can lighten and enlighten. A poem for you, for us, from my dear friend, Moriel.
Oh! the poem, oh the blank page, oh the grief and oh the rage.
Thank you for this language for this moment of horror. I feel less alone having read it.
A truthful depiction of life. Lovely and sad.
Thank you, Andrew. Thank you, Mori. Peace.
Wrenching. Raw. True. Hard to bear. I can’t do it without all of you. If I look more deeply, there is love in all of it.
"If I look more deeply, there is love in all of it." Let these words whisper quietly through my days and nights.
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Oh! the poem, oh the blank page, oh the grief and oh the rage.
Thank you for this language for this moment of horror. I feel less alone having read it.
A truthful depiction of life. Lovely and sad.
Thank you, Andrew. Thank you, Mori. Peace.
Wrenching. Raw. True. Hard to bear. I can’t do it without all of you. If I look more deeply, there is love in all of it.
"If I look more deeply, there is love in all of it." Let these words whisper quietly through my days and nights.
🩵🕯️🩵