I found I could,
at last,
hold the gap
between the pure essence
of my inner heart
and the unfolding
within and around me.
And though the contrast
was still great,
I found I was stronger.
This time,
instead of letting go
of my Self,
I held my ground.
Tag: heart
Nothing Else
I loosened my grip
on what was
appearing on the surface,
focusing on the clear space
within my heart.
And this space seemed
to grow —
until there was
nothing else.
The Words I Couldn’t Write
And so I set off
on the sacred journey
to the heart —
determined to return
with some kind of map.
But I soon laughed
at the thought
as I gathered and tossed
each crumpled attempt.
So funny,
what a joke —
that the somewhere
I had tried
to lead us to
was right there
in the surrender
of the words
I couldn’t write.
No Words
Though my heart knew
there were no words
to describe,
it found comfort
in the pausing,
in the listening
and waiting
to hold
just one whisper
a little closer —
in remembrance
of its own unspeakable love.
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.
No Turning Back
Because there was
no turning back,
I followed
each little piece
of my heart
just a little further
down —
all the way
as far as it would go —
until it dissolved
into me.
I Will Wait
For the times
when there is no step
to be taken,
when all visible roads
lead further away
from my heart,
I will stand firmly.
And I will wait.
Sacred Spaces
Thank you
for sacred spaces
where whispers are felt
with the heart —
where all is held
safely in love’s embrace.
Amen.
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