You.
Well, you were made
With care.
The right proportions
Of ingredients,
Mixed into a beautiful whole.
A spoonful of stars;
Half a cup of dreams;
A pinch of sorrow;
Mixed into a bowl full of chaos.
So,
Whenever your eyes twinkle
With unsolicited happiness;
Know, that it's the stars,
Shining in your existence.
You are, because they are.
They are, because you are.
When people tell you,
That you dare not dream;
Tell them, you're brave enough.
Because, you were made with them.
When you feel sad
About a void inside you;
That you never created,
Let your tears fill that up.5
Because,
You, of all people,
Would know,
Even sorrows are beautiful.
And when you feel
That your whole world is
Falling apart,
Stop;
And
Look.
Maybe things are just
Rearranging themselves.
