A conversation with you could last a life time. Like oxygen, I take in every word you utter, Every sound and every syllable. I hunger for more every time silence prevails. Words give an insight into the head And to me your head is a place of indescribable intrigue. Tell me more; let me in. I lap up everything that leaves your lips With the focus of an archer, I study these deliverers of such precious and unique information. Speech from you is a gift to me. The longer we talk, the more I know. Every word you tell me slots into its place in my brain, Too valuable to go to waste. I will hold them forever, My own treasure, my own snippets of you. Your words.
not about being wealthy. not about being idolized. the material things always die, but your character lives with you to the grave. rather, it's about opening your generousity to the world and impacting lives for the better.
Here lies my answer to the definition of fame. It's okay to be wealthy and well-known. However, it's important to not forget the precious gift that life is.
My beloved, It breaks my heart to see you Crying out in pain Suffering Hating Doubting Please, my daughter, Know that I have cried Along with you Every tear from your eyes Has landed in my palm I hear your silent screams And my being aches with you I vow to you That I will never Ever Let you cry alone I will never Leave your side And I will always Remind you In the midst of your Agony Grief Self-loathing That to me You are the most Precious Valuable Beautiful Of all creation
Beloved Daughter, we will overcome the evils of this world, and I will give you peace.