remembering?

Why is it easier

To remember the difficult things

When life brings

Both storms and sunshine

Why do I continue to focus on this

All the ways you hurt me

Maybe you were hurting too

A little lost

A lot confused

How long will I keep this old story going

And keep my heart away from you

You are so often turned away

But maybe on a lot of days

You find the challenge of living

Tough too

These later days

It seems I feel a softening

As I realise the past is gone

Why continue to let it live on

Destroying the present

We did our best

And we are both very different

But don’t both of our hearts

Only ache for this

To love

And be loved?

After posting this poem I came across the following in a blog I have linked to beneath this excerpt.. it echoed what I was reaching towards.. Thank you to the writer for the post..

…….love is the gentle and merciful hand that nurses wounds. We have to love ourselves, in spite of our weaknesses, to open the door for healing. And perhaps the much taller order would be to also love the people who have hurt us. Sometimes this involves forgiving those who never asked for forgiveness, and commending them to our loving Father. Said St. Thomas the Athonite, the man who cries out against evil men, but does not pray for them, will never know the grace of God.

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