But not for very long
I go there
And I allow myself to feel...Everything
Sometimes sadness greets me and asks where I've been
Other times peace invites me to take a seat then smiles
"You already know what this is"
I wish I could say that it gets easier: The rising and the falling
The ebb and flow of my emotions
At times, tears feel more natural than a smile
It takes a while to settle
And sometimes I nestle in the freeing it presents
An opportunity to grow
To learn...To burn and let burn
There are times I become one with the pain
And allow the aches to move me
Because I can't stay still
Always too anxious to allow contentment
So I move anyway
In any way that seems attainable
I breathe...Then release
Knowing that if I can do that [breathe]
I can conquer everything else in peace
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