Let my heart
be light —
that it may be carried
though the challenges
of this life
and set down gently
in the hidden,
secret places
where love shines
most brightly.
Amen.
Tag: recovery
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.
For As Long As It Took
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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