Whatever makes you weep may it open your eyes to beauty Where your heart has hardened may it crack open and let the light flood in Whatever worry squirrel-cages in your mind may it animate your creativity Whatever pettiness worms through your door may it teach you to laugh gently at your very human self May all the wrong turns you’ve taken the fumbles, stumbles every epic screwup lead you to this meadow this river this beloved this work this burning bush that was waiting for you.
Whatever makes you weep
may it open your eyes
to beauty
Where your heart has hardened
may it crack open and let
the light flood in
Whatever worry squirrel-cages in your mind
may it animate your creativity
Whatever pettiness
worms through your door
may it teach you to laugh gently
at your very human self
May all the wrong turns you’ve taken
the fumbles, stumbles
every epic screwup
lead you to this
meadow
this river
this beloved
this work
this burning bush
that was waiting for you.
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