A letter

The loudest noises ever to reach their ears
In an instant, the sounds muffled, eyes closing
They don’t hear their mothers and fathers shrieks of pain
But for the rest of this living planet, we hear these cries simultaneously

What can come out but frustration, anger, and immense sadness?
When at home, her older sister cries herself to sleep.
His mother not talking, still in shock from this morning.
Instantly, life is taken away.

A small, almost silent cry from the basement floor.
In an instant, lungs are filled, eyes opening
She listens as a steady fuzz fills her ears with the sound of laughter
Her small hands moving away from her body for the first time to
reach onto her mothers chest.

A moment that fills his heart with complete happiness.
A grandmother holding yet a another generation with the contrast
of wrinkles and baby skin.
Suddenly, life is starting.

I cry for the abrupt end of a beautiful life.
I cry for the immense suffering, sadness, and loneliness that surround this day.

You are born into this world of tremendous pain.
But all at once, this is the same world that holds spaces for
beauty, goodness, and love.
I will hold those spaces for you little one.
And I hold those same spaces for these lives that have been taken away.
Go on, go on.