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Apr 2017
I know you're in pain.
I can feel it on all the edges of me.
I say nothing
But I wish I could.
I wish I could tell you-
Please, let the universe help you grieve.
Press your hands against the ground and feel the soil there.
This world loves you, from the roots up.
The sun reaches for your face- I've seen it.
It's been years, but I remember.
(You don't forget
What that looks like.)
Deep inside the earth, the stones sing songs about your soul
In a language that doesn't exist anymore-
You have been here
Before
And will be here
Forever.
You are of this place, it filled you with life,
And you fill it with meaning.
The grass learned to grow from your feet
As you learned to stand on it.
When the stars spun out of the blackness of space
They threw their light out in nets
Trying to find you.
This place
Needs you.
It cries with you. 
Go, listen, press your ear to the ground and hear it murmuring
That you will love again
As it has
Over and over
Each time you've gone dark and begun again from dust
And it had to wait, cold and uncertain
For you to be.
Waiting in pain, waiting for you to start again
And make it warmer.
Its ancient grief
Is for you
And to you.
Step out into the rain.
Lay your palms against the smooth stones in the rivers that come from the mountains
And feel the way the water calls to you.
Its path through rock and wood
Through ancient cities
Through war and decay
Through renewal and sunlit fields

Has led it to your fingertips.

It searched
For you.
Please remember that.
Please be certain
Even when you hurt like this-
You belong in this world
And it
Loves you back.
It always has,
It always will.
And although that may not be everything
It is something beautiful.
Mikaila
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Mikaila
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   Jeffrey
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