On Sorrow and Praise
(And being there in their reality)
All sorrows can be born
if you tell them in a story
what if you can't find the words
to tell your malady
what if the story tells you
makes you, shapes you?
Experience tells us
that our childhoods
leave us in stories like this
stories we never found
a way to voice
no one there to
help us find the words
When we can't find
a way to tell our story
our story tells us
we dream stories
we develop symptoms
we act in ways
we don't understand
Being present in
someone else's reality
takes effort
but isn't that what
relationships are all about
effort - hard work
thinking about
significant others
ultimately is more
needed than praise.
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