On Father's Day, I wanted to write to the man who taught me love, trust, respect, and the quiet certainty that he would always be there.
Étiquette : poetry
The Young Girl I Am Burying
Two weeks ago, my friends organized a bachelorette celebration for me.It was funny. Joyful. Loud at times. Tender too. Two days spent laughing, talking, dancing, remembering, and watching life move forward before my eyes while I still could not fully hold onto it. Then came the return.The silence after the celebration.The road.And me alone with …
Rome and Love
There is no greater love than the one that sometimes sheds tears without turning them into an anthem. A love that knows how to leave without betraying, a love that, though not always happy, still refuses to bow to the call of misfortune.
Light
You see the light. You will sometimes see it bare, radiant. You will sometimes see it veiled, covered, hesitant. You will see it as a promise. You will see it, and there will be moments when you are the only one who notices it. You see the light. There will be days when you are grateful to witness it, and days when you won’t see it at all, even when it stands right at your door. You see the light: you will see it only if your heart allows it, only if your own inner light rises to meet it. You see, light reveals the stains, the contours, the imperfections.
To You, Whom Life Entrusted to Me
Thank you for our healthy anger, For the wounds we dared to name, For the words we placed on them like healing balms. Thank you for being the temple of my secrets, The keeper of my childhood, The living proof that we have grown.
Poetry : Heart of Flesh
Tonight, I offer you a heart of blood, A heart of us. An open heart, A heart that desires nothing but to beat, That aspires to nothing but to love, A heart that refuses to turn to stone, A heart burning with love.
Farewell, Great Man
Thank you for having existed. Thank you for being great in a modest life. Thank you for letting yourself be forgotten, for carrying your pain quietly so it wouldn’t spill on anyone else. Thank you for your courage, your patience, your dignity, for five long years of struggle when everything was taken from you except bravery.
Life Lessons: Growth Through Struggles
18. Finding love is not easy. Finding a love that lasts means not leaving your past behind but bringing with you a part that is peaceful and reconciled, while consenting to welcome the past of another. It means choosing to plant together, to harvest together and, above all, to welcome together whatever life places in our hands. 19. Life is more complex than we imagine. We can be happy to live it while being unhappy not to understand it. We can long for love and yet reject the one who loves us. We can want without being able, or be forced to do without wanting. Life is a vast field where we must build, destroy and begin again, again and again, all throughout our existence.
Fragments from July
19. We are greater than the story told about us, more subtle than the perceptions they hold of us. We are not scraps gathered along the way, but the whole story: the one before them, the one of our entire life. And we alone are fit to pass sentence on ourselves. 25. Who knows what will break us free from our ignorance? Sometimes it is a question that forces us to dig until we reach the answer. Sometimes it is someone simple who sees us as great, and whose gaze calls us to rise to it. Everyone matters in everyone’s life… if only we would see it. 31. Generosity is a gift of the soul. A gift of oneself. To know how to give, to want to give, to be able to give in full freedom, in full honesty, without expecting anything in return.