I hope you tell your stories,
the good, funny, quirky, embarrassing, painful,
I hope you tell your stories,
Just as you live and breathe them…not a word more, or a word less.
Talk of the mountains you scaled,
Of the tides that washed you away only to drown you,
Of the waves that made you yearn to catch just one breath…not much, just one.
I hope you welcome your demons into your temple,
That you do not silence them but rather your serenity makes them unwelcome,
That when they seek to drown you, they are drowned and silenced instead.
In your temple, I hope you rise and fall, soar and perch…
I hope you tell your stories,
Not for the world to hear, but for you to finally listen to yourself and be a lot more kinder to yourself, in your temple.