I want to tell you something
That ache, that exhausted longing,
that hold that seems to fill with nothing but air—
Remember the nothingness that
fills it.
One day, you’ll need space to breath,
to remember,
to accept,
to grieve,
and that big open space inside you
will
become home.
It is a space that is ancient and modern,
there and here,
everything upon everything,
nestled in the quiet.
And one day, you’ll need it.
One day, you’ll go there
and you’ll stay a while,
and all that air around you
will be the very thing
that cocoons you
and prepares you again
for the outside world.
I want you to tell me something.
Do you feel it?
Do you long for home?
Do you need that air?
Do you believe in it?
Do you believe in you?”