How We Love You

the first in a series of letters

Do not cry for us, dear ones.
There is no cause for grieving, here, now.
We know the horrors we bring to you,
Laid at your feet, as unbidden offerings,
Which you lift up to yourselves
And hold for us.
Yet, we do not wish for these horrors to be a burden for you.
So, a suggestion.
Take them to your garden and toss them on the good ground.
The earth will take them to herself,
And in concert with sun and rain, change them.
Then, wait and watch.
Soon you will be blessed by Flora’s beautiful children.
This is what we and our horrors will have become.
This is how we love you.