poeming to remind myself of our connectedness
when the soft shell of your heart aches,
when the loneliness breaks into your oneness,
scrambling the barriers between here and then,
when night deals long forgotten despair
and terror inserts itself, metallic and harsh
behind your tongue, the worst of humanity
remembered in five never-ending minutes of replay,
when love doesn't seem like it could possibly be enough
you have served this world just by existing.
you have filled rooms with laughter.
you have given strength to friends who forgot their own
you have lived each moment as it came,
the terror and the joy, the grief and the mundane
you have all you need in this moment to be loved deeply
and if the well inside you is dry, you only need to look to the sky
the sky above us all, shimmering and whole,
clouds passing endlessly in their everyday lullaby,
stars blinking in and out of sight.
you are loved.
endlessly and completely.
there is nothing in this world that exists independently of that love.
there is only this moment. and the next. and the next.
our history is written in dust,
our lungs are filled by stars,
our love is an epic yes
all we need to do is remember