I know you cried too.
The rain carried your burning tears so they would meet mine. We need to cry together more often…I whispered in the hollowing wind and I know…
I know you heard me.
It took me too long, again, and it felt like failing. Why do our most powerful feelings need so much time to turn into words?
It took me too long to reach out my hands to you. To embrace the space between us, defying distance, time, odds…history.
I know you felt it too. My arms around you.
We see the world through different eyes and, yet, our hearts bled together for the same cause. That’s all it takes. You are my family, as I am yours, united by an unbreakable bond.
Faith. We speak different languages and, yet, when my prayers stopped, you continued with yours. When my voice got weak, you raised yours, and when I blamed the sky for all the tragedy of this hopeless world…that’s when you asked for forgiveness.
In my name too…
We see the world through different veils, some chosen, some imposed. I would wear yours in a blink of the eye, if that would save me from my own! I would cover my face if that would guarantee the uncovering of my heart. But this would never happen…
And you know it too.
People. Religion. Churches. They build them just to take them down! They would gladly use their guns and bombs and pride…to set our souls on fire. They did it, they’ll do it again…while you and me, we learn to be more than innocent bystanders.
I know you fight too! For my cause too…
My friend…my brother…my sister…the things that unite us are stronger than hate. Even if we both need to close our eyes, in order to see each other’s hearts…That’s already a little, perfect miracle! Now take my hand, I’m here with you, willing to believe!
For you too…Because, now, we all became survivors!
The source of the images: https://www.sciencemag.org/news/2018/02/science-resilience-what-are-ingredients-help-people-cope