Deb
Reader, Thinker, Writer, Lover.
Youth at Risk
October 17, 2018

Light

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I want to be a light for you

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shining the way

down the path,

to the doors,

around the obstacles.

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I have no strength to give you,

No solutions to offer you.

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I can’t pick you up,

can’t carry you,

can’t force you to see.

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All I can do

is say -

Hey look!

Did you notice that?

Do you see the choice?

Can you feel your power?

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All I can do is

Light up the dark places -

show you another way to walk.

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All I can do is

Shine a light in your heart,

point out what was already there -

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which is Strength Unimaginable

Goodness Unrealized

Resilience Untapped.

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My light can speak truth

Into your dark places.

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Let me be your light.

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Photo by Daniel Cano on Unsplash

 

I asked them to tell me about someone they trust – someone who came through for them time after time, had their back. It was a risky question seeing as how I know for a fact that people indeed do not come through for them: dads in jail, mothers in rehab, bullies at school, teachers who have written them off.

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No one ever wrote your name in the stars.

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Never sat under the night sky

And pointed up, saying,

See how it makes an A, and an N?

You belong to the universe.

You’re made of stardust, child.

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No one laid under a tree

In the shade on a sunny day

And pointed up, saying,

See how the world spins?

How all of nature is swirling with joy

Over who you will be?

You belong to Mother Nature.

You’re made of the earth, child.

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No one wrapped you up

When you were angry or sad or scared

And pointed to your heart, saying,

See how you feel?

It’s okay. I’m here.

You belong to me.

You’re made of me, child.

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Who taught you to

Narrow your eyes

Suspicious of everything

And everyone

Who will let you down…

Because they will let you down?

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Who has said,

You’re not stardust,

You’re just dust.

You’re not made of earth,

You’re just dirt.

You’re not made of me,

I don’t want you?

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Give me a chance, child.

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Let me show you

The glimmer of stardust in your eyes,

And how your horse responds

To the earth in your body,

You two made of the same clay.

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Let me show you

That you are me,

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And I am you,

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And we belong to each other,

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And that it is safe to hope.

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“The cosmos is with us. We are made of star-stuff. We are the way for the universe to know itself.”

- Carl Sagan