What to take with you: All the good things,
all the things that coaxed you to open to love.
Even the ones that hurt; maybe especially those.
But pain is everywhere; what you’re looking for now
are the gems. The times, for instance, colored by
laughter, contentment, satisfaction, gratitude, joy.
The moments when you felt open and joyous and free.
The times you were engulfed in an ocean of compassion,
for everyone, everywhere, because life is hard.
The times you were at peace and in love with it all.
That’s what you want to keep. And what to hope for?
More of the same, please. More of the same.