Hold yourself together
So you don’t explode
Inside of you is a universe
Constantly expanding
Be gentle with yourself
Damned with faint praise
The cursed liturgy of writers
What if kind comments
Are not derision
Instead they are
A soft place to land
Like books, art and music
People are the most interesting
When they are complex
Notice the hierarchy
Set it aside
Now you are interesting
Who you love
What you make
Suffering is a story you tell yourself
Because you are afraid
To grieve
Your life, dreams, people
You do not need to save them
They can save themselves
Love them
Love yourself
Grief is love unspent
To love living is glorious
But there is merriment to be had
In mortality
I know what death feels like
I have died before
It feels like stepping off a narrow road
Into a wheat field in the late afternoon sun
There is nothing you have to do
About the Creator
Aspen Marie
In love with life and all of its foibles.
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Comments (2)
Wow! This was awesome. It had a great flow and that punch at the end! Well done!
Very good 👍