Open Letter to My Friend

My Dearest Friend,

We have journeyed.
We have grown.
We have laughed.
And we have sobbed.

We have cooked.
And we have cleaned.
We have shopped.
And we have given.

We will restore. We will recover.
We will refill our empty vessels.

We will linger among the mosses
And we will light along the tress

We are not afraid of the dark
because it’s the dark that sets us free

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You Are Beautiful.

You are beautiful.
Without question –
Without caveat –

– Beautiful.

Feel the ways you sing,
how the songs of your life force
pour from your skin.
Feel the ways you shine,
how the lights of your life force
emanate from your eyes.
Feel the ways you show up,
how the arcs of your life force
shape and swirl the air around us.

You are beautiful.
Without question –
Without caveat –

– Beautiful.

In the face of constriction you sing
In the face of hypocrisy you shine
In the face of injustice you show up,
you shape the air around us every – single – time.

You are beautiful.
Without question –
Without caveat –

– Beautiful.

This poem is your mirror
This poem is your face
This poem is you
And your body is its vase.

There are SO – MANY – WAYS –
to be beautiful.

You are all of them.

Beautiful.

Without question –

Without caveat –

– Beautiful.

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