A letter forms in my brain, a chain reaction originates in the heart, and is trampled by a dominion of thoughts. A word slips between my lips, rushes upon the universe in a wind of wonder and surprise, and something happens. My word becomes a butterfly of caring and sharing, leaving a blush on everything it touches.
What if God crafted you with her own hands,
and everything that floated by your space
stuck, everybody you crossed paths with
left an indelible mark on you? Would you,
given insight to the wisdom of your soul
be any less beautiful if life had left you alone?
What if you were stored away in some dark
and unforgiving closet of your mind,
lined up neatly spaced from contact with another,
on a shelf, out of reach of yourself?
Would you be any less than if someone
discovered what marvels and mysteries
you possessed, and brought you forward
to acknowledge in the light of their eyes
your own uniqueness and beauty?
What if all the clocks in your universe
stopped at just this time of day
and you had to live with yourself in the second?
Would you muster in your heart
the strength to say I love me, if knowing this
all the daunting drudgery
of time and time again
would simply go away?
What if all you had were one hello
and one goodbye,
and you were blessed to live forever
in this only lifetime?
Would you recognize yourself
if there were no Elysian fields, no heaven or hell,
no re-imbursement on previous trips,
only here and now,
earthbound, one with the world?
Would you then believe in happy endings?
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