Summary

If you loved me, held me closely,

That would reassure, comfort me.

When I lay down to sleep

I hug my body,

to be held.

It’s not wrong for me to love myself,

To soothe my hurts,

care for my wounds.

And transform, appearing undamaged.

I long for a day of measure

when equality rules,

When interactions are colorless,

carry the mark of love’s signature,

when care transcends self

and extends to others,

When smiles are shared,

a touch, pure in intent seeks to comfort,

to balance harm, halt hatred.

I long for a day when people would hear,

And listen with open hearts,

Without interpreting or summarizing other’s actions.

See all people as God’s creation,

No matter race or station,

Empower each soul through love

Help everyone shine in God’s image.