poetry
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Rewiring the Brain: You Matter
Even when I sit a lone in my room no person in sight no texts or calls no reaching out from others my heart may ache my mind may start to believe no one cares no one sees there are no hands reaching out and I am a lone I am insignificant Stop! Listen to… Continue reading
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Master Weaver
The beautiful tapestry You weave means every hurt was not wasted for me or for them Your hands are magic as they bring good for all Your children even when they hurt one another You do not desire such means but they happen none the less And You see them before they did knowing the… Continue reading
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2021 –> 2022
I started off with such naivety Perhaps we all did perhaps we all do And I do not suggest that we have bleak outlooks but mature outlooks All that to say ignorance is bliss life was back normalcy returned but that was A Doll’s House for normalcy is dead and may have never lived I… Continue reading
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Wounded
God made me small so I could see the small Some were made as such to feel insignificance to experience hiddenness It’s the wounded that God uses to see the things the strong do not It’s not that God wants hurt for us but that He takes it and uses it to heal the world… Continue reading
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Friendship
The truth is Most friends and companions In our life Will come and go There is a sadness in that And also a beauty To say goodbye is hard But a new hello is through the next door The letting go of one hand Means the holding onto the next And somehow By God’s wonderful… 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 