I bid you,
Come find me
See what it's like to see the sky
In rainbow colors instead of only blue and white
Come find joy in flicking various things: brushes, crayons, cans of paint
Come find peace in humming
As I press piano keys and
Pluck guitar strings
Come find healing
Me cradling your tired heart
And you, mine.
I bid you
Come find me
And know only this singular truth:
Love. Love will in turn find you.
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