The time came
to turn around
and search for the one
in me
that could hold
all of the rest —
naturally.
Category: Reflections
My Heart Remembered
My heart remembered
a gentler path
where moments are gathered
and held
without grasping —
where words are
understood without trying —
where I wait
without wishing
for time to pass.
Where Magic Never Left
One day I remembered
a simpler place
where thoughts
are gathered up
like flowers
and set down
without worry,
that unexplored place
of in-between,
where few were brave enough
to stay
and magic never left.
Never Again
And in the healing,
there was grief —
for she vowed
to never again let go
of her own soul —
no matter how painful
the contrast became.
Only With Love
I gathered up
each little piece
of my own heart.
And with a quiet prayer,
I continued on,
setting down
all that had become
too heavy —
grateful this time
for the emptiness
that used to be too much —
trusting
that it would be filled
only with love.
To Move With Love
And so life became
a little gentler
at each turn,
each time I chose
to pause,
to trust my own heart,
and to move
with love.
From That Exact Moment
And so the decision was made
to live
from that exact moment —
with all of that exact pain
and those exact challenges
in the middle
of all that was uncertain
and unclear,
not as a continuation
of a story,
but as me.
For As Long As It Took
With every last bit
of strength,
I held on
to the calm within
my heart.
And with a quiet prayer,
I vowed to stand my ground
for as long as it took —
until the trembling stopped —
until I could stand firmly —
until I could walk through anything.
No Doubt
When we reach the place
where words can’t go,
when we have said
too much
and held back
too long,
clung too tightly
and let go too soon,
I will be okay
because I will have
no doubt
that you were there.
As Parts of Me
And so I gathered
all of the little pieces,
all that I had seen
reflected —
all that had seemed
un-healable,
without hope
or explanation.
I gathered them all
and held them
a little deeper down —
in my own heart —
as they were —
as parts of me.
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