I hope one day you know what it is to meet the divine. What it is to lift your voice and sing with joy and devotion. I hope one day you know what it is to pray. Not from fear or desperation. But from a place of connection and love.
I hope one day you dance with abandon. Because you simply have to. Because the beat lifts you off onto your feet and spreads through your body and you cannot possibly remain still because to remain still would be to deny the life flowing through your body.
I hope one day you have a friend, or lover, or partner, who you can laugh at yourself with when you say something ridiculous, and that you both can barely breathe or stand from the stiches in your sides.
I hope you have smile lines in your face and around your eyes.
I hope you know heartache. The true heartache of having known another deeply and cared for them so much that you imagined a future together that is taken away. I hope it was a love that brought out all your best qualities. Love that opened you. That showed you who you can be when someone is standing by your side cheering you on, believing in you, trusting you to be your best, most incredible self.
I hope that heartache softens you. I hope all the difficulties in life soften you. Smooth off the edges. Enable your heart to open to the suffering of the world. I hope it opens you up for an even better love.
I hope you accept the difficulty life throws at you. And that you always know that one day the light will return. No matter how dark the night, the dawn always, always comes. Just keep trusting. Have faith that the world will keep turning, and that one day, as the sun rises, the light rays will once again touch your heart. No feeling is permanent.
I hope you know the power of breathing. The power of being still. The power of pausing. That it is in the pause that we find the dance.
I hope you love poetry. I hope I don’t put you off poetry and you don’t think its stuffy because your mum likes it.
I hope I get to be your mum.
I hope you exist.
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This piece beautifully captures the essence of life’s most profound experiences. It reminds us to embrace both joy and heartache as part of our journey. The way it weaves together emotions and hopes feels deeply personal yet universal. It’s a celebration of connection, resilience, and the beauty of being human. Do you think such experiences truly shape us into better versions of ourselves?