Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places


Like a Tree

How do I stay anchored yet open?

Like a Tree

A tree anchors with Her roots

She anchors to thrive

stay strong

upright

It keeps Her alive and steady

In Her leaves

Her blossoms

Seeds

She opens

She opens to the sun

The wind

The rain

Parts of Her

may fall

Parts of Her

will bloom

And some parts of Her

will fly to distant places

and anchor

somewhere new



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About Me

An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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