Perfect as you are
Even with flaws
That formed in the crucible of life
And your struggle to survive
Diamond in the rough
Forged under pressure
Using the hurting place as gift
Even as the more fearful part of you
Tries to run
Even if you come undone
What is making the pieces fall apart
Are you not a piece of art
Are you not at every moment
Giving birth to parts of self
There is no way you can climb
By allowing the force of your mind
To drag you down those endless
Vortex
Rabbit holes
There is a way to be kind
Er
Open your heart to everything
Let it in
Even as it tears your flesh from skin
Feel yourself becoming more
Of what you always sensed
Deep inside your soul
You always were
Perfect
Beautiful Deb.
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Thanks Ashok I feel so grateful when God blesses me with a poem that arrives in a wave like this one did. Love you lots dear friend. π
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Always a pleasure Deb ππ€
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