They want us to know that we matter.

They want us to love ourselves and each other.

They want us to walk free and to be alone only if that’s what fills our hearts.

They want us to listen to the world and always adore the sun and moon.

They want us only to take charge of here, now, and nothing more.

They want us to surrender to our madness so we can see that all is well.

They want us to witness our own undoing — and let them take care of the clouds, the rain, the dawn.