My heart always knew the way to go
The place to flow
But so often the dams I met
Were the undoing of me
There was a song my soul
Knew the notes to sing
Paths my feet knew the way to dance
To find the way to be free
Do not all of us just long
To be fully seen
And embraced in our joyful expression
Or held close in watchful tenderness
When our souls are suffering?
What happens to the child
Who has to hide her true feelings
To please a parent
Who has to trim herself down
To just the right size
So as not to be noticed
When the price of being noticed
Is to be hurt?
That child just has to hide
Has to find those places to be free
Where her heart can beat
And her soul can breathe
There is for some many of us
All of this confusion
Due to the lies and fears and delusions they
Tried to convince us were true
Such as that
To be strong
We must not hurt
We must not suffer
We better not feel
And most of all that we
Must put away our anger
Instead of listen to what it was trying to say
Oh God
Despair and dismay
How you rose in these the harshest
Of circumstances
So if all of this hurts now
Let it hurt
Let your heart know why it suffered
Do not continue to lie to yourself
It does not mean you will not find
The path to happiness
Only that you will accept the full and painful truth
Of what it means to be human
Listen to your heart
And do not let the seperate yourself
From the very best of your soul
And your inner knowing
The wisest par of you
That thrives on wisdom
And on love
I love this. You capture the journey so well with this poem. ❤️
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Thsnk you so much. 💙🦋💙
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