For They Who Feel Unworthy
For Her
My love,
my friend,
my muse,
my wonder.
You move through the world
like light on water—
thoughtful, fierce, alive.
Radiance is not just in your beauty
but in your being.
I see you—
wild laughter woven with quiet strength,
a rare harmony of tempest and tenderness.
I see the way you hold the people you love,
and still make space to dream.
Sometimes I think of you as a creature of the world —
graceful, clever, many-armed,
gathering more than the world imagines,
yet still reaching outward for wonder,
and, sometimes, for me.
And the quilt—
you said you didn’t deserve it.
But it belongs to you
the way warmth belongs to winter,
the way care belongs to a heart
that gives and receives love.
It was stitched for you because you are worthy,
layer upon layer of patience and devotion.
It wraps you still,
like my gratitude,
a shelter against the cold.
Know this always:
you are astonishing.
Every word you send rearranges me,
every song carries a piece of your heart,
every moment you give is a gift
I never stop treasuring.
Be certain of this truth—
you are valued, you are cherished,
you are loved
in ways beyond measure.
Your heart is tremendous—
not perfect,
for perfection is a far-off future
not yet revealed.
But it is alive,
and it is cherished.
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