The universe has a language,
Not created from the known alphabets,
Made from the battles survived with scars and bruises
Most of which are used as excuses,
To escape reality and deny facing truth.
Do not fret these scars and bruises, for they are a part that make a whole
Light will shine through these cracks, enlighten your soul.
Many faces hide behind masks,
To speak and understand this language is quite a task.
The universe has a language of scars and bruises
Embrace it, accept it, cry it out loud
Connect those dots and dashes
That we seldom do proud.
We try to understand this language that the world speaks,
Mistake its words and kindness as a sign of being weak.
Unique this language is, leaving scars on our skins and heart,
Savour them, to forgive yourself, darling you’re a piece of art.
And art is never meant to be perfect, it is supposed to make you feel,
For if you show up with the courage to wait enough time,
You’ll realize there is always someone with the faith and patience,
To decipher each line.
Thank you for reading! Love you for that.
Happy Easter To You And Your Family.
—–Have Hope.Keep Faith—–
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