Starving

I want you
to remember
one very
important
thing:
our souls
are starving.

© Sarah Doughty

As we reflect upon World Poetry Day, I want you to remember one very important thing: our souls are starving. We crave that next brush of lips, that taste of life. We crave love and understanding. As writers, musicians, and artists, we’re starving, too.

We feel so much, experience an overwhelming range of ugliness and beauty, horror and joy, all rolled into one picture. And we share it. By expressing ourselves and releasing our lifeblood into the world, we’re filling our lives with riches. It’s not material possessions or money that counts.

It’s that human connection. From our souls to yours, and back again, we connect on a metaphysical level. You fill us with gratitude, honor, and humbled adoration with every word you read, note you hear, or stroke of paint your eyes follow. You bring out the best in us, and in turn, we are eternally grateful.

This is why we do what we do. Not just because we must, but because you benefit from it as well.


This piece came to me in retrospect to World Poetry Day and I shared it on Instagram, but it didn’t feel right to not share it here as well. I am grateful for each and every one of my readers — those of you that visit my site every day, the ones that have graciously read my books, the ones that never fail to leave a kind comment. You help reiterate that I made the right decision to share my love for words and I hope that continues.

P.S. I realize that this makes the fourth “extra” post this week, so please forgive me.

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