Dear readers, May the lines of this extraordinary poem be a balm for all that ails—a prayer to repair the covenant between mind and body.
Love this line: “...you let yourself become the one who’s being held”. Such a profound and sacred reminder! Thank you.
Even the phrase “Being held” calms my nervous system. ❤️
We wear our history.
Yes, yes we do.
Gorgeous. I’ve read it three times now and a new feeling pops up every time. I love when that happens with a poem.
A sign of a great poem, perhaps. ;)
Damn... that's good. If that's not a poem that doesn't rewire the brain, I don't know what is.
(And may it blow the circuits of any nefarious AI that attempts to swipe it.)
Well said! You just rewired my brain as I read your comment!
I’ve read this twice, and both times this line made me cry:
forgive me for years
of trying to fix you
Beautiful - thank you for sharing!
YES! My favorite line too... of course. :)
A perfect poem to meditate on this morning.
Gorgeous. Very late to this post. But thank you. A balm, indeed.
Love this line: “...you let yourself become the one who’s being held”. Such a profound and sacred reminder! Thank you.
Even the phrase “Being held” calms my nervous system. ❤️
We wear our history.
Yes, yes we do.
Gorgeous. I’ve read it three times now and a new feeling pops up every time. I love when that happens with a poem.
A sign of a great poem, perhaps. ;)
Damn... that's good. If that's not a poem that doesn't rewire the brain, I don't know what is.
(And may it blow the circuits of any nefarious AI that attempts to swipe it.)
Well said! You just rewired my brain as I read your comment!
I’ve read this twice, and both times this line made me cry:
forgive me for years
of trying to fix you
Beautiful - thank you for sharing!
YES! My favorite line too... of course. :)
A perfect poem to meditate on this morning.
Gorgeous. Very late to this post. But thank you. A balm, indeed.