has felt like a seesaw.
tipping
aggressively, incessantly, tentatively
between moments of joy and heartbreak
injustice and justice
hurt and healing
serenity and outrage
intimacy and isolation
facade and deconstruction
deep knowing and unknowing
security and loss
aggravating stagnation and abundant growth
Desperately craving for a balance—
for the riders to lift their legs in unity
to balance, in thoughtful tension
to commit to know better
To do better
To be better
To hold Both / And’s & Yes / Also’s with gentle validity and solemn regard,
with all of the complexity and courage and messy love they deserve.
xx
strictly stephanie 