Okay

I found it didn’t

matter so much

just how things

played out

on the surface.

The wholeness

of the world

around me

and within

never left my side —

ever.

It changed form.

At times

I seemed to be

alone.

But if I got

really honest

and brave enough

to look,

there was always

some connection —

somewhere.

There were times

when the contrast

of connection

and the disconnect

was too much

to hold

all at once.

But I learned

how to hold

and honor

my own steps

and those who

crossed my path —

a little at a time.

Life became

a sacred journey.

And whatever the world

reflected back

was okay.

Hidden Treasures

I learned

to use all that

had once seemed

unwanted and painful

in my experiences

and inner heart.

I found there was

tenderness

and connection

and meaning

hidden as treasures

to be found.

And so I vowed

to hold

and honor

and set down

all of it —

until I could

hear my own quiet prayers

more clearly.

It wasn’t always

comfortable.

But it was always

tender.

Remembered

I found a lightness

I had forgotten

and remembered

somewhere

along the way.

I was thankful

for all that had

led me around

and through

to that exact

point —

though I could offer it

no words.

I was thankful

to know

we were all

evolving.

I was honored

to continue on —

to focus

a little more sweetly

on where we were

going.

I knew it was

a really tender place.

And I knew it was

a tender place

right where we stood.

Wordless Prayers

I found I could

feel my way

through this life

as I let go

a little more

of cluttered thoughts

and ideas

of how it should

look.

I found comfort

in the subtle insights

I once tried

to sort out.

There was a natural

reverence for my own

journey

and for others.

Prayers became

more wordless

as I began to trust

the one continuous

quiet prayer

I once

turned away

because the contrast

had seemed too vast.