Healing became
a sacred honor.
I found peace
in reconnecting with
what it really meant
to be alive.
I began to do my part
without a guarantee
or need
for a particular result.
The very act of holding
and honoring
became the focus.
It was in this place
that I found
my deepest comfort
and healing.
Paul Militaru says on November 17, 2016
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Laurie's Notes says on November 17, 2016
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MichelleMarie says on November 17, 2016
What a beautiful place. I love this place…this poem and you! π β€
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Laurie's Notes says on November 17, 2016
π….. π
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