In what way can I explain or express
what is in my heart, my spirit, my soul, to say
To the guy who keeps taking my food everyday at work
" I remember being hungry, I remember days where I didn't know where my next meal would come. And I have been praying to help world hunger. I feel like you helped. But not everyone understands. "
To the woman who keeps bringing in her lunch for the week, making her abundance of food so vulnerable.
" Don't bring in more than what you can eat at lunch time, this guy doesn't come in till second shift"
To the tears of the frustrated.
To the screams of the angry.
I have heard that this narrows your mind.
This meddles your thinking.
I just want to love you all.
Kiss you all.
Give you an umbrella to go outside when it is raining and watch the sunset anyways,
that if you did you might see a rainbow.
That if you managed to brave the storm,
you just might experience a magic light or witness a miracle.
I am so sorry.
For ever doubting.
For every bit of fear.
I love you.
And I invite the world to love you.
I invite my instability to step aside,
and let you open that door or window or knock down those walls.
(Or wave my overdraft fees for the third time, that was amazing!)
What I really want to say is that there is something moving,
and we should truly find a couple of things to be greatful for.
I love you all you travelling hearts.