To you, who is working so hard

I know you feel frustrated.

I know you are working so hard.

I know sometimes you want to curl into a ball and close the world away.

I see you. I know this feeling. I understand.

What you cannot see, is what I can.

I feel your heart, just waiting to open. It just craves the right connection.

I see your higher self, standing strong within you, unfaltering in its existence.

I know the depths of the struggle you’ve endured and the hope within that truly has never left, even when you’ve felt it has.

I hear the roar of your voice, so loud and clear, even when you feel you aren’t saying the words in a way they can be understood.

Your heart is my heart. My soul is your soul. We are the same, yet in different form.

I will support you. I will teach you how to heal your body. I will show you how brave you are.

And you will fly. You will see.