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Harm

I thought you were trying to harm me

As your arms reached out to enfold me

Within the place

I could not breathe

Close to your chest

As I drowned deep within

The helplessness of this

And yet there was a kindness in your eyes

That I could not see

There was love in your heart

I could not feel

Because I was numbed by the guardians

That stood in the way

Obliterating the chance for me to

Open my heart completely

And so it seemed that I always

Had one foot outside the door

About to run away

My eyes fixed on that far distant horizon

While another part of me wept silently

With the anticipation of departure

And then when the battle ensued

I never really ever knew

What part of me

Would win the fight

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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    1. I just think both my parents had to grow up far too early so their inner children got buried. I did have beautiful parents but they were too strict. I have more compassion for them now, now I have to work on how my own self protection sometimes holds me back from love. Thanks so much for your feedback. I must read some of your own writing Joni. So lovely that you are here. xoox

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      1. Same with my parents. Their lives were extraordinary hard. Hence their alcoholism in an effort to cope. They were not able to break the cycle of abuse and our lives were frightening as children and teenagers. It took me a long time to really forgive my parents too. I think that is normal we are only human. It is a blessing to me to have found you. I read your work and I understand and can remember the very feelings you are expressing. I appreciate you. Love Joni

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      3. Have a truly blessed day. May the sun kiss your face, a butterfly land on your shoulder while a hummingbird hovers close to your heart to let you know just how much your loved. Love you too Joni

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