Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal

Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,

We learn to understand

That everything is touched by time

And time must run its course.

Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,

We carry our souls like a torch.

We mind our spark, we balm our wounds,

We bring our courage forth.

And when time is right we rise again

To reclaim our newfound worth.

Barred from the world

This is my artistic expression, or comment, on what’s going on in the world today. We are continuously told to be positive and make the best out of it, but it’s also important to be allowed to express frustration, sadness, fear and loneliness. It is okay to feel those things AND to express them 💖.