It has taken me some time.
But now I’m starting to get.
That I am who I am and the world is the world.
That some friction is fine.
My silence clashing with the roaring world.
Listen. Can you hear? My heart. It’s beating.
Come sit with yourself,
just for a moment.
Put an arm around your waist,
your head on a shoulder.
Be kind to yourself,
as you would to others.
Just for a moment,
come sit with yourself.