We all must find our way
through the deep indigo of night,
as we cross cold fields where
wildflowers once grew.
We may not decide
the distance to dawn,
but the choices we make
in our crossing
are always our own.
We can always find emptiness
when we close tight
our palms.
We can always find fear
when our eyes are set
on scaring us.
The real bravery in this world
is to make our way through
every darkness
while never forgetting
our birthright
to the light.
Of all that you might dare,
dare to be happy -
an unrepentant
bearer of brightness
even when all other stars
are too ashamed to shine.
- Matthew Foley
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