Peace, I found,
wasn’t at the end
of a neatly sorted
journey,
but in each moment
I dared to look life
straight in the eye
and see through
what appeared on the surface.
After a while,
the tender beauty
in being able to hold
and let go of
whatever appeared
with grace and honor
and space
became the essence
of every experience.
Paul Militaru says on May 26, 2016
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Laurie's Notes says on May 26, 2016
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MichelleMarie says on June 4, 2016
Oh that is good. I think holding with honor and grace is such a beautiful gift. I love this. π
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