healing
you close your heart
and you think it is a safety,
but it is a violence against yourself
in the quietest of ways,
yes, quiet, but still a violence,
a brutal, aching violence,
and to love, it is bravery,
and no small bravery,
but a fearless, grand reach into
an uncontrollable unknown,
yes, an uncertainty,
but maybe, what a beautiful unknown
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i keep
falling,
and feeling,
and loving too much,
but isn’t feeling it all
existence
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there is this
stunning breathing rhythm
in a woman learning to love herself
this slow rise as she feels her way into
every inch of her skin like honey,
and this soft fall as she settles into grace
this is the breath i seek
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on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you
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…i’m still learning how to hear the word beautiful and let it be meant for me
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i’m still learning
how to hear the word beautiful
and let it be meant for me
…to breathe it in
and let it belong here
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this way you
so gently, yet confidently
ask me to grow,
you are flowers and fire
so softly, yet knowingly
awakening me
to all of these things
i want to become
– spring
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keep your way
of being love, keep this glow,
others will come to you
just to feel this
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everything in you
is meant to be felt by someone
who loves as raw in their nerves
and as full in their blood,
and could never be unaffected by you
– fire
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if they love you,
they will love the way
you fall in love with yourself,
and life, and them,
and everything beautiful
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