At this time, when the night is embracing the day ever more tightly,
I'd just like to say to whoever might be reading this:
Yes, there is room in the world for you
and it is unbelievable how enough you are.
Look up: the stars are smiling at you.
Look down: the Earth is there to support you.
Look around: there are people who give a shit about something.
Look inside: your heart is still working
despite all it's been through.
The air is ripe with possibility
and there will be time enough to sleep.
So go somewhere
in your mind, in the world
and keep on telling your stories.
I wonder if I'm allowed
just ever to be
Love and a feeling of going,