You break my heart and build
it back up daily. There are so many
times when I feel like I can hardly keep up
with your spinnings and
ups and downs and
I turn on the news –
without cause, our earth growing too
warm, more lives lost
without cause, more lies more
and more words that spew vile hatred into the air.
It hurts my heart.
And then, with rhythmic precision, like
the downbeat of a note or the tide pulling
back into shore, you share sunlight in my kitchen or
a smile on the subway or a human being who
stands up for something and others step up with her.
I have so many questions for you.
They do not get easier to answer with age.
I wonder always how to move through this world with
wonder and with fire and with grace. I wonder
always how to be the one that steps up.
Dear world —
you break my heart and build it back up daily.