Let it come.
Let the cascade of waves
Plow into me.
For if I am as shallow as he said
Then the waves will not touch me.
Let it come.
Let me transcend
From coal into gems.
For if I am as weak as he said
Then the pressure will change me.
For if I am as deaf as he said
Then I will not hear his belittling speech.
For if I lack the polish
to luster his pride
Then let it come.
Let it come.
Let him come to me.
Sitting in the dark looking for the light, I can see what’s all around me despite the black of night. I can see myself reflected within the looking glass - Keen green eyes peering out, inquisitively l
Words can be so pretty and so painful. They can embrace and they can stab. They can heal and they can kill. They can love and they can hate. What will I say when I’m out in the world today?
Healing is not a destination one arrives to. It is always in motion. Like the seasons, it’s forever changing — Like the tides, it ebbs and flows. Like walking a spiral staircase we face the lesson aga
