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Sadness and Home
So much pain So much joy When I think of home The place I found shelter the place I was harmed people faces that bring me laughter AND remind me of my smallness Returning I wish it was only joy but I can’t ignore the loss the sadness She belongs too Maybe if I allow Continue reading
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My Body is Compassion
I’ve named my body Compassion Without her I would not feel She is the language of my sorrows Yes Speaking in tears telling me I need touch and comfort or shelter and rest And she speaks in joy my step bounces my heart sings Without her I would feel nothing Not the wind calming not Continue reading
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Sadness Loves Me
The sadness I feel is a tidal wave She seems looming and overpowering I run from her scared to be swept away but if I pause If I let her reach me She is not a tidal wave at all She is gentle as she embraces me telling me she loves me And if I Continue reading
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Humanity Should not Look Like Me
Humanity should not look only like me The faces of humanity should be so varying it is stunning in its colors like a flock of tropical birds I want to look at humanity and see laugh lines outrageous clothes stubble browns and tans wrinkles eyes of chocolate eyes of oceans I want to see worship Continue reading
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.
Joyful Ruins 