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.
Tag: poetry
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.
Within the Quiet Prayer
Give me strength to focus
within the quiet prayer —
the one that etched itself
on my heart
and remained steady
as it crumbled —
never doubting for a moment
that I would look past
the shattered image
on the surface
and gather its words again.
Better yet, let me be that prayer.
Amen.
Within My Heart
For the times
when the outer world
and my inner thoughts
become louder,
let me remember
the strength in holding
a little longer
and connecting
a little more deeply
within my heart.
Amen.
For Just A Moment
Self-love and compassion came,
not as neat little package,
but in my williness
and the willingness of another,
to stand right in the middle
of the messiness of life
and in the heart
together —
for just a moment.
In My Heart and Yours
May I always remember
the purity I found
in the presence
of the truest kind
of love
and the sweetness
of its surrender.
May this same love
be reflected
in my own heart
and in yours.
Amen.
That First Courageous Step Back
When the world around me
becomes so noisy,
when I am overwhelmed
and can’t hear
the quiet whispers
of my own true voice,
let me always remember
the calm
that is in my heart
and the strength
I found there,
in that first courageous step
back.
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.
On the Edge of Timelessness
Out of silence,
we met ==
on the edge of timelessness.
For a moment,
I was not alone.
Then you faded back
into the silence.
And though my heart ached,
I found you again.
And we were one.
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