This week, one of my dearest friends and poets sent a letter. The words were so powerful and beautiful that I immediately wanted to share them.
May that which has been severed
Begin to slowly regenerate;
May a soul stunned into shocked silence
Hear even the faintest echo of song;
May a tiny, tightly-packed kernel seed of hope
Find its way into the tear-soaked earth
Of your life and lodge itself there.
Cling to your heart, and one day,
In gradual opening or explosive boom,
Happy Monday...may your week be kind and swift.