Dear Losty.

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Your poem broke my heart.
Such despair of the higher ascended roads,
So what if heaven's judgment is harsh?

I still know you can pick up the skyward sword,
That is a phoenix that drinks from heaven's springs,
You don't need anyone's word,
To know without these you would have longed burned your wings,

Of fear and hope,
Fear protecting what you hold dear,
While hope seeking what is near.
So hold on to that rope.

And shut the chaotic whispers of irrational doubt,
Shut it out, once and for all,
And see with certainty,
In the innermost center of love
,
That values things as they are.
And knows their eternal given worth,
You will make new friends,
As you forge forth.

Remember who you are.
And be true,
That's all that heaven asks of you.

Losty wrote a beautiful stand alone poem that I enjoyed in the moment.

 Rumi wrote : "Ours is not a caravan of despair".

MK ! You are depressing! Lighten up, man!