C O M F O R T

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Why do we find comfort in a thunderstorm?

I'll give you that - not everyone does

Do the clouds have a way of providing comfort? 

Is it the sound of her presence? 

For me, it is the darkness that succumbs to my window

Because while I enjoy light,

I must have dark

And while I enjoy the dark,

I must feel her wrap around my arms
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The Last Universe

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You take care of your offspring so eloquently. They suckle on you for what seems like hours, but you will lay next to them and provide comfort. They are giving but in an almost unrecognizable way. You are giving in a way that reminds me we are one. We are one community that must look after one another. You are a dog and we think of your mothering skills as that of superior.

One day, your puppies will grow older. You will love them, you will feed them.

But you may lose interest like the litter you had before.

You are a light in a puddle of busy work. You are a mother caring like the animal I considered you to be. You are droplet who has spread her wings to provide life to the ones who never chose life.