Feeling this in my bones today, letting this reverberate in the cracks.
folk magic from the Bengsons.
hope comes from the place where the hurt comes.
the part of you that is not alright. is also the part that loves the light.
the part of you that is suffering, is the part that calls in change.
and you don’t have to feel ashamed, there is nothing to forgive.
the part of you that is crying out is the part that wants to live.
hope comes from the place where the hurt comes.
when your world is burning down, getting hot is a sane reaction,
but one in need of action, because your spirit needs protection.
so gather up your sinew, and gather up your faction.
hey, hope is not a feeling. hope is an action.
hope comes from the place where the hurt comes.
we are not alright. we are not alright.
I’m gonna fall down on my knees. that’s an act of living.
I’m gonna say, will you help me please. that’s an act of living.
I’m gonna say I’m not alright. that’s an act of living.
I’m just trying to make it through this night. that’s an act of living.
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