Oh how beautifully
you are learning
to live a little less afraid.
Slowly learning to trust that
no matter the times you have felt
you were too much or not enough,
through it all, you were still loved.
Even when love does not come from
the same places where it used to,
and the rolling hills of possibility
fall down to their knees around you,
this is still true:
the sky is wide and blue above.
Let its endlessness remind you
of the endlessness of love.
The trees that surround you
will continue to creak in the wind,
and your hope for a beautiful future
might be weaker than it’s ever been
and yet still, you will learn to trust
as sure as the ground is steady
beneath your feet,
you have not known the ends of love.
Your heart has not seen all there is to see.
Have courage,
dear one,
and trust,
even here,
you are loved.
You are loved.
MHN
