Good friends, listen to me,

I know the grip of depression still has you by the throat,

I know that fear has a grip on your heart,

and won’t let go,

I know you are hungry for encouragement,

and instead hear silence and selfishness,

But you are with your Friends now,

you look stronger already,

you can stay happy,

and bloom like the brightest garden.

Here is the secret:

Squeeze drops of the Sun,

from your hopes and words and works,

from the sweet rush of creation,

to the quiet outside your window and the most

insignificant steps of your own body.

Keep squeezing drops of the Sun,

from your thoughts and words and images and music,

from the laughter and love around you, and in your dreams,

until the cup of full of shimmering gold.

And drink it.

Be wise.

Cast all your votes for joy.