And so I became
the one that vowed
to wait
for as long as it took
to gather the pieces,
to hold
with love —
to let go
as the quiet prayer
I had always been.
Tag: quiet reflections
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.
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.
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