I love listening to the rain pitter pattering on the hood of my coat.
I love watching storms dance around the sky from behind a window.
I love feeling the warmth of the sun when I’m sitting in the shade.
And I love hearing the waves crash against the rocks when I’m a mile away from the shore.
I love being reminded how the world lives so loudly, so proudly. That it crashes and falls and burns. And yet, it never fails to get back up and dance.
Yes, I love being reminded that the world is so completely, unapologetically alive.
As long as I’m sheltered and safe.
And I think that’s how we should love others.
I think we should show them how spectacular it is to be alive. What it means to truly see and hear and feel and thrive in this world.
But we should also be their safe space.
So they know that,
if they fall,
if they crash and burn,
there is always someone in their corner
helping them get back up
to dance.
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Becky Hemsley (2023)
Art by Jungsuk Lee
This poem is from my collection "Letters from Life": https://a.co/d/gr535c0
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