By Monica C. Voskamp

 

You run your hands through my hair

And press a kiss upon my furrowed brow

You have faith to say, “It’s going to be okay, darling

The future is not any of your yesterdays.”

 

You have the courage to hold me close

Even as hot tears wet through your clothes

You don’t tell me to hide or be ashamed of me

Instead you trace trails of pain so lovingly.

 

You do what you now have the power to

And give me the chance to weep with you.

You come sit inside the deep black shadows

That have lined my soul for much too long.

 

You don’t excuse the darkness of humanity

You don’t dismiss the generations of wrong

Instead you reflect my pain in your eyes

You let me know I am heard and not alone.

 

I hear you whisper,  “Look up and see,”

And I listen to your voice vulnerable.

“The future is bright, the future is ours

Don’t believe any of the lies you were told.”

 

My whole being sees, feels and knows

The way you are with me is destiny

And every day I spend being with you

I see the messy beautiful becoming whole.

 

Always believe. Always hope. Always love. ❤

*Photo Credit: Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash