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.