Sometimes
I write to you
when I’m sad
but today,
I write to you from
all the
love and joy
that is
coursing through me.
From the place of opportunity
and
abundance I find myself in.
I miss you
but I no longer feel
consumed
by this longing.
I feel excited
and oddly
rejuvenated.
Dickens:
"the pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again"
And it is the meeting
again
I find myself focused on.
The pain
of being
torn
away,
although there
is now more akin to
a faint smell that lingers on
well past when
you've left
the room.
This lingering reminds me I’m human.
And for that I am grateful.
Because
no pain holds
me
in its grips
anymore,
for I have turned myself
into water that easily slips
through
the cage meant to hold me.
-
Know that I am sending you love from my heart and warmth from my soul.
I hope this provides you
strength
and
shelter,
however brief.
Till we meet,
M