I Get to Name the Inverse
If I get to call out the chaos
I get to celebrate the coherence.
If I get to speak on the imbalance
I get to marvel at the symmetry.
If I get to hold space for the atrocities
Then I also get to witness the miracles.
The quiet healings.
The soft landings.
The timing so aligned it makes me weep.
I like to think of it as depth.
I have more water in my vessel.
So when the temperature rises,
I’m not thrown by it.
Because I’m in tune with the water.
I feel the shift in a single degree.
I sense the story behind the ripple.
Not because I’m unstable
But because I am calibrated.
This isn’t chaos.
This is sensitivity as science.
As precision. As power.
I am not just here to name what’s broken.
I am here to bless what is whole.
To point at the quiet rhythm beneath it all and say:
“That. Right there. That is good.”