And so I stood

as the shattered pieces

of a self finding

its own heart.

There was a


in the midst

of the chaos

as it began

to sense

the different way

truth was felt


the way it

flowed out

of all of its pieces —

the way it led


into the place of


how it was moved

by the natural beauty

and delicate balance

of the very ground

of its own being —

where it was humbled

and without words

for a moment–


not to impose.

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