Dear caring,
thank you for filling my day.
Dear caring,
thank you for shining within me.
Dear caring,
thank you for showing me the way.
Dear caring,
thank you for being.
The story of the poem
Just as the darkest hour comes before dawn, so too are struggles most intense before a breakthrough. Like the sun, which neither truly rises nor sets, so it is with care. Care is merely hidden or overshadowed, buried beneath our own thoughts and feelings.
It resides there, among forgotten things, or simply covered by the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Yet it remains, shining even if unseen, much like the sun that no one sees during the night. It’s all about perspective or the position we find ourselves in at any given moment.
Care exists – and thus these words emerged, pure and clear, on December 17, 2024. At first, I thought to write more, but I realized that more isn’t always necessary. Sometimes less is enough to say more.
Wishing you heartfelt care for one another.