There were times
when I didn’t know
whether to form words
or not,
when I knew
crying out
wouldn’t lead
to any more
understanding.
And so I vowed
to honor the sadness
beneath the frustration
in my own heart
and reach
past my own
temptation to lesson
the discomfort I felt
by holding a false sense
of security
in a made up story
of separateness.
And so I let go
of all of it,
trusting whatever was
true
to find its way back.
And I wrote
through my tears.
Laurie's Notes 