Sublime

May I keep singing my song even if no one is listening, knowing it will find its way to whatever it needs to resonate with. May I never stop dancing, so that my dance will move people’s hearts and help them shake off their own burdens too.

For years and years I struggled just to love my life. And then the butterfly rose, weightless, in the wind. “Don’t love your life too much,” it said, and vanished into the world.