I have held and honored —
set it all down —
watched as it faded back
into nothing.
I have waited
as the perfect pieces
reappeared.
And I have forgotten
and pushed —
tried to make
my own inner art
into something else —
more.
I have forgotten
the importance of the holding
and remembered
as, in my frustration,
it found its own way
and revealed itself to me
again.
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That way is beautiful I think. I’m watching the sunset and thinking of you and all we’ve accomplished together. I’m thankful for you. 💟
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Thankful for you! ♡
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Thankful back X100,000,000,000 a lot! LOL
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♡♡♡… ☆
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Yes it has a habit of doing that.. revealing itself 🙂 Wishing you a beautiful Sunday xx
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You too! ♡
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