Keep a keen eye out for the most little of daily joys;
For the spirit that sees your own,
For the steady hand with a grip unflinching on your heart.

Cling to them deeply, lovingly, unrelentingly.
Until you can no more.
Then let them go.

This will save your life.

Remember not to lose yourself in the grief.

Let gentleness heal you. Let the pain teach you.
Every curve on your body,
Each hair on your precious head.

A caress, a whisper, a promise. Remember not to lose yourself in the grief.

This will save your life.
And your love.
And your life.

 

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