Say It

Say it, if even in your heart.

Take your time to paint the picture that glows like an ember in your fertile caverns.

Make music of the melodies that tease apart the broken untruths and make way for something real.

Humble is the only way to see a sunrise.

And in your lonesome longing, let yourself go deeper still ~ to taste the only nectar that could ever feed your emptiness

~ a recognition of the necessity for your unwavering self regard.