Always Here

Don’t worry my friend.

When the goodness of your world has been stolen from under your feet

When the stillness that surrounds you feels so stifling you could scream

When the daily routine has lost its purpose and the minutiae of mundane engulfs you

When the sound of your own voice feels permanently on repeat as you cajole, motivate and demand activity

Don’t worry my friend. You’ve got this.

When the crashing waves can be heard but can’t be touched

When the warm sands between your toes feel a planet away, not just a mile away

When the never ending trails through canyons and desert are forbidden lands

When the bustling streets have been frozen in time

Don’t worry my friend. They will always be there.

When the chink of your glass means happy hour has arrived

When the clatter of plates means dinner is served with friends in abundance

When the roar of laughter means you are in the presence of joy

When many gentle arms embrace and caress you, with friendship and happiness

Don’t worry my friend. You love and are loved.

And these times will return.