Tiny Poem Tuesday

Sometimes I believe

There is love in all things 

And that love makes me happy. 

Because I won’t feel like

A child let go 

In the middle of a crisis. 

Crisis. Believing that science is the only option:

Cold lab tables, hardened benches

Stethoscopes, high fevers, cool hands 

And- always- fear. 

Since love is omnipresent. 

Not like the fairy tales but

A sense of belonging

Community- the things to combat

The hatred of hearts 

The sadness of the soul

And the muddling evils of the mind. 


how terribly cheesy-

But true.

And now here I am

Offering it also to you. ❤️

Leave a Comment