∴

momma called the doctor,
and the doctor said,

“It’s a wide, wide world
with millions of millions of souls
and not one of them can give you approval, kid.

Anyone who says otherwise
is being generous only
in their affirmation of how closely
you meet their expectations
of a life lived right.

Good and light
and true and love
are planted in you
like marrow, like sinew,
like the rings inside a redwood tree –
like all the little stripes on a bumble bee.

It can be cultivated
or neglected –
it can be celebrated
or shamed –

but either way,

it’s in you,

and really real,

just the same.”

∴

 

 

 

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