Day 12. - Poetry is Church for Sunday
Blessed be the voice
Blessed be the voice that breaks
Blessed be the voice that breaks silence
Blessed be the voice that is fearless
Blessed be the voice trembling with fear
Blessed be the voice trembling with fear to share truth
Blessed be the truth found in the voice
Blessed be your story
Blessed be my story
Blessed be our story
Blessed be story we have yet to write together
Blessed be the stories we have forgetten
Blessed be the stories we are trying to remember
Blessed be the ones that feel
Blessed be the ones that feel too much
Blessed be the poets
Blessed be the poets that reflect
Blessed be the poets who do more than just speak
Blessed be the poets who love
Blessed be the poets who love as if they have lost everything
Blessed be the poets who love as if they are returning everything
Blessed be the chaos
Blessed be the chaos we ride like tornadoes
Blessed be the chaos that teaches us how to look at the eye of the storm
Blessed be the chaos that teaches us to be organized
Blessed be the relief when the chaos is conquered
Blessed be the sun after the rain
Blessed be the smiles after the tears
Blessed be the community holding space
Blessed be the community actively listening
Blessed be the community reciprocating the love
Blessed be the love
Blessed be the heart thousands of miles away
Blessed be the girl that is 0 - 2
Blessed be the girl that doesn't mean to be so cruel
Blessed be the women who cultivate the land
Blessed be the women who remind us of our mothers
Blessed be the women who will one day become mothers
Blessed be the memories that haven't even been made