I find you
in quiet hours,
sacred corners,
moonlit skies,
in transit,
in stillness,
in prayer.
It is
Enough.
- Washington D.C., March 2018
I wrote this in Dahlgren Chapel almost one year ago. I consider it as the simplest but also the most honest poem I’ve ever written. I think I’m the type of person who could never ‘unlove’ someone, and this poem holds all the goodwill and tenderness I will always have for every person who had walked with me at some point in my life.
