I will teach you authenticity,
and the magic that results from being unashamedly raw.
I will teach you to not shine only upon receipt of the approval or recognition of others.
But to stand tall where you are,
how you are,
because my God does the world need truth and honesty.
I will teach you bravery.
The kind that is too expansive to exist behind a glass screen.
A kind of forthrightness that can only be colored fully with words and action.
I will try my very hardest to teach you that,
even beyond hateful acts,
and devastation,
Love will rise.
You will rise.
Love will grow above the mess.
You will grow from the mess.
Like the roots of a tree tearing through cement.
Love will find a way.
All ways.