Dear friend,
I am writing this to express my deep sadness.
You have loaned your valuable treasure to people who have neither taste nor appreciation - people who do not understand what they hold in their hands, or the great value bestowed upon them. You have asked yourself if what you have given “is enough” for such people and thought more about what they would deem treasure than what undeniably and unquestionably is. There are some things that are and that do not need humanity’s approval or appreciation to be so. Gravity exists without you or I appreciating it. You are an invaluable treasure without anyone appreciating you or treating you so. I must express my utter pain and remorse that you have been such a careless keeper of the treasure which is your heart. It has been given to you with all the responsibility and weight of a masterpiece, like that which exists in the Louvre - and you have, on a whim, entrusted it to people just to see how they would treat it, or if they would appreciate it, without having the understanding or education to know what value it inherently has. You have let such people play with, examine, test, taunt, and finally damage what is not theirs and which they have no right apart from the right you have given them to use. And it is with sorrow that I watch them return it to you - marred and broken - to its keeper. Who are you to decide that those people have treated it “justly”? Who are you to respect these people and esteem them more highly than the treasure they have abused? And those who were simply not equipped to know how to care for such a treasure - or did not have the capacity to care for it. Yes, you have been foolish. But the treasure remains. And now you must learn how to care for it if it is to repair itself. Vet those who wish to see it. Watch their actions and their words and see if they respect life. Do they protect their own treasures, or lend them to strangers? Do they treat life with careless disdain? Then they will treat yours the same way. You have asked if what you have is enough rather than who is enough for what you have. Now I ask you to rise from your brokenness, self-pity and despair, for although they have comforted you this far, they will damage and snuff you out if you let them in any further. I ask you to educate yourself on what lies inside you. Learn yourself; memorize your verses; plough into your soil and bask in your light. And once you have done all these - have found yourself repaired through your growth, and wiser in your experience - open the door for the world to see the masterpiece within you. But let no-one touch it or go beyond the velvet rope - or even touch the glass box encasing it. These are there to protect it from the masses, to teach them to have a proper respect for what lies beyond - to look with greater appreciation for what lies there. And one day, there will be a face in the crowd. And they will have spent their entire lives reading about such a treasure, dreaming of the day they would encounter it for the first time, dreaming of caring for for such a masterpiece - practicing daily with their own and with others. And they will have a light in their eyes that is hope, and a gleam of quiet awe, respect, appreciation and vulnerability. All this time you would have stood beside your treasure on its pedestal, keenly watching for such a face in the crowds, for weeks, months, years. And I promise you, they will come. And when they do, let theirs be the only trembling hand to take yours and cross over the velvet rope, lift the key from your palm, unlock the glass case, and hold your treasure inside themselves for the rest of their lifetime.
