Why do we return,
watching them in rerun,
those beautiful shows & music,
when heart is forlorn?
It's not when we are bored,
having nothing else to do,
but something deep craves,
for relief, catharsis, joy.
There are points in life,
when we couldn't manage,
feeling fragile, and uncertain,
bearing harshness of realities.
So, we seek predictable comfort,
something familiar, being gentle,
which once created an atmosphere,
we felt safe, understood, inspired.
Our tired mind needs rest,
to ease hurt, pain or distress,
not putting much cognitive load,
as they soothe, provide solace.
And we return, to loved art forms,
not as entertainment or recreation,
but to soak in the beauty & warmth,
as a tender way, of tending ourselves.
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