At the end of the day, we invite sorrow into our lives so that we remain bare before the one who matters most: ourselves.

It is in life’s very nature to demand such vulnerability, so we may learn how to clothe ourselves in new garments and fresh dreams. Sadness, then, becomes a precise symptom—a message telling us, among other things, that the clothes we wear no longer fit.

Yet we so often refuse this quiet counsel. And how easy it is to gather rags from the streets we pass through each day.

Among us—humans—intolerance, fear… which of us is immune?

©️Beatriz Esmer