To the Hurting Ones
A poem
My gosh, there is so much hurt and unfathomably hard in the world right now.
To all of you who are hurting, I dedicate this poem to you.
Let’s keep filling filling filling ourselves so we can be one of the ones who heals rather than hurts.
Let’s take all of our hurting human parts and knit a nest for them to rest inside.
And please remember, you are as essential as sunlight.
To the Hurting Ones
To the one who yearns to speak
but can't remember the words, who has forgotten
your words are not a lost thing to find, but
a song tucked into the patient pockets
of your beautiful, hurting heart—
I dedicate this breath to you.
To you who keeps trying to stitch and fix
and scrub away your humanness,
rather than knitting it a nest
to rest inside, who has forgotten that you
are as essential as sunlight. To you
who has survived impossibly harsh
winters, but still, somehow, remembers
how to breathe, still manages to lace up
your boots and shovel a path to the front door,
still remembers the words thank you—
I dedicate this breath, and every
breath after this breath, to you.
And to you who keeps losing and getting lost,
who forgets you can get off the littered
road and pave yourself a new one—
beginning right now, with this one remembered
word. With this one impossibly possible
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