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What can we teach each other? Come and find out. |
| Comfort Lessons Someday I would like to feel the space between the notes, the silence between the falling trees, comfortable with the breath between words. Someday, I would like you to know the peace between the nightmares, the freedom of time with no demands, the comfort of a life without fear. Maybe then you can show me the breath released when the hitting is over, the relief of sound to drown out the yells, that it’s okay to be uncomfortable with silence. And I can teach you to play music to the rhythm of your heartbeat, to see the beauty of a sky raining Autumn leaves, that it’s okay to be uncomfortable with fear. |