Courage grows even in starless spaces Ignited within, glowing fervently Burning brightly even as shoulders stoop Urging forward even as fingers quake.
Tag Archives: Heartache
Hypervigilance
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.
Lean on Your Shoulder
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”
Compassionate Light
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.
All Was Still
When our hearts lost hope We turned our eyes upward Toward the source that knows And for a moment, all was still.
Giving
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.
And Still We Rise
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”
An Unassembled Table and 42,538 Pieces of Hardware
Today I watched my almost 20-year-old kitchen table leave my home It was old, stained, chipping, covered underneath with layers of Disney stickers Evidence of its long and beloved history, weaved into fibers of oak. Now it has left to continue its life with one branch of a broken family To build more history, createContinue reading “An Unassembled Table and 42,538 Pieces of Hardware”
A Balm for the Lonely of Heart
To the ones who rise up from gravity with heaviness in their chest Souls fraying at the edges while consistently giving their best, To the ones who care for others with shoulders stooped in pain Hiding worlds of grief, pushing aside the rising shame, To the ones who know within themselves they are sound andContinue reading “A Balm for the Lonely of Heart”
Brief Interlude
The snow is softly falling tonight In this moment of quiet reverie A welcomed dissonance in the chaos Reminding us that even in times of uncertainty There are hidden pockets of relief Sights that still take our breath away Small bursts of hope in the hopelessness When for a brief interlude, our worries cease.
The Therapy of Words 