There was tenderness
in the persistent way
pieces of my own heart
longed for understanding
and in the gentle way
they became willing
to surrender
the need to grasp —
to step outside
neatly sorted
concepts and ideas
and every place
that was comfortable
and guaranteed —
to toss it all up
again and again
because it was
the most loving thing.
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It is the most life loving thing. And the honoring you hold. I like be that about you. I’m feel so honored by your journey and your friendship 💜❤️
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I feel the same 💙
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