it can be easy

This is what it is, isn’t it?

To enter
unprepared
and
utterly willing,

to accept
all that is
for all it is,
all it can or
must be

(for now,
for maybe never,
for maybe someday).

Let there be
fewer tears, dear friend,
save for those of joy

(let there
be more
of those).

We have
and always will
make it through

whatever life
might bring our hearts–

they are sturdy
and so
are we.