Right now
so many of us
functioning as cheerleaders
in an existential maternity ward
showing love and support
for our friends
and loved ones,
for our own tenuous selves,
as we rebirth into new forms,
as we undergo necessary metamorphoses,
and it is important to remember
the nourishing part
that the dark, and silence,
plays in this delicate and complex process,
at once fragile, powerful, mysterious, practical, magical,
and vigorously on the side of life.
Do not strive, allow, and do your best
to honor and respect transformation,
in yourself and others,
as the seed-spitting
miracle gangster
god
of slow alchemy.