Wednesday, December 15, 2010

a letter to the boy unheard.


To the one who is silent, to the boy who does not know words, to the one one who cannot raise his head long enough to see a horizon. Are you cold?

My God seeks out your heart. Do not throw up your hands.
Wait. Breathe.

Silent one, you have realized that you are not where you are supposed to be. And as such, do not fear. There is light. There is hope on the way. There will be words.

My old friend, do you not trust me? I would have known. I never expected this to be easy for you.
There is much you need to learn.
You are not alone.