You were never weak, dear soul. Not for one moment, not for one breath, Not even when the relentless dark persisted Unforgivingly casting shadows of doubt in your mind About your innate goodness, your brightness of soul, Even during the nights you fell apart in quiet agony Feverishly piecing together fragments of a broken heart,Continue reading “Quiet Fortitude”
There is a breaking place Safe and set aside, patiently awaiting Those who stagger in with bleeding wounds Heavy hearts aching from the upheaval of life Downcast eyes that have witnessed traumas Hands too weak to keep grasping onto straws Unable to bear the weight of silent suffering For another strained breath. In this place,Continue reading “A Breaking Place”
I stepped into the sunlight And all at once My soul began to thaw As if it had been parched for light. I am learning to stand On my own trembling feet Expecting nothing, wanting nothing Just relieved to be alive Still able to feel sunshine on my face And hope for humanity in myContinue reading “Sunlight”
Courage grows even in starless spaces Ignited within, glowing fervently Burning brightly even as shoulders stoop Urging forward even as fingers quake.
Isn’t it strange that we cannot break down Until we are finally safe? Holding onto our hypervigilance Until we can give our hearts permission To quietly break.
Do not be mistaken, I am strong But if you would not mind Can I lean my head on your shoulder That I may weep with someone kind? You seem so gentle a presence In this world of ice and stone I will pick myself up tomorrow But today I do not wish to grieveContinue reading “Lean on Your Shoulder”
I was not reachable, but you reached me How beautiful a gift your compassionate light That for a brief moment gleamed through the trees And brought hope to this starless night.
When our hearts lost hope We turned our eyes upward Toward the source that knows And for a moment, all was still.
Giving can be the shield beneath which we protect our souls From rejection, criticism, inadequacy, old traumas untold But I wonder, dear soul, what it would be like To truly see how great a treasure is your giving light Offering only to those who can reciprocate Preserving your caring energies for hearts that appreciate.
Remarkably, still we rise. After a tearful, restless night with no foreseeable end We rise up with the sun and press on, press on. No physical strength left to hold up our tired heads Yet with borrowed grit we stand again and again. Never dreaming we would be traversing this path alone We cry whileContinue reading “And Still We Rise”