The Morning Oracle
Light Enters a Changed House
Beauty does not betray grief; the heart can hold more than one weather.
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Richard Nkwenti
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Grief changes the architecture of a day. Familiar rooms hold different distances. A morning can arrive beautifully and still find an absence waiting at the table.
Do not demand that light erase what was lost. Let it do a smaller, kinder work. Let it touch the cup, the window, the face you carry into another day. Beauty is not disloyal to sorrow. A laugh does not cancel love.
The heart can hold more than one weather. It can ache and still notice the sky.
Open the curtains without making a promise about how you will feel. Receiving one thread of light is enough for this morning.