Paths

Everything casts a shadow under a light.
If you find yourself wrecked
by melancholy, allow yourself to be
cradled by the sea.

The darkness,
is clean. Havoc wreaks only
when there is something worthwhile
to be reaped.

Living takes courage, so be kind
to all who are alive.
Dead ones visit us
whilst we sleep; remember
to allow yourself to be swallowed up
by the night.

Pray if you need to. Run,
give chase if you must.
Be not inclined to the crush of
expectation.
Come as you are,
strive to be as you should.

There may be four winds,
two paths,
one collective heart. But we haven’t
the time to bother counting.

Best to lend hand.
Best to mend wounds.
Best to make art.

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