Heart Dipped in Blue

Because you risk loving you will feel pain. The love may be unrequited, result in a deeper solitude than you have ever known, lead only to a hard, cold wall of grief, but it is what opens you to what will happen next, what grinds off the sharp edges of you so that you can see the pain in the eyes of others, can settle your gaze in the here and now in a way that will make the other feel seen, heard, embraced. You must rise from the blue of darkest night, dear one, even though you feel so heavy you feel the weight will crush and break you. The colors of love will lift and heal you if you let them. Let the cracked armor of anger slough off like dead skin. Let it fall, brittle and useless, into the dust beneath your feet. Your skin will tingle: tender, fresh, blinking at the brilliance of the rising sun.