We all have a gentle place inside
warm, quiet,
smoothing life’s sharp edges
with a marshmallow glow,
sweet, mischievous.
Softness is rare now,
but when it returns,
it feels like a long-lost friend
pulling a blanket over our shoulders:
You are safe.
You are seen.
You are loved.
We all have a gentle place inside
warm, quiet,
smoothing life’s sharp edges
with a marshmallow glow,
sweet, mischievous.
Softness is rare now,
but when it returns,
it feels like a long-lost friend
pulling a blanket over our shoulders:
You are safe.
You are seen.
You are loved.
They try to quiet the voices
mute the cries,
restrain the artists,
control the truth-tellers.
But truth leaks through the cracks.
Music returns.
Freedom rises.
Light always wins.
Every time.
They try to quiet the voices
mute the cries,
restrain the artists,
control the truth-tellers.
But truth leaks through the cracks.
Music returns.
Freedom rises.
Light always wins.
Every time.