It felt good to let go, to watch her walk freely into the world on the path she had chosen for herself. Her smile was evidence of a just Universe, her life since then proof of something wonderful. Yes, beautiful things can come from the ugliest of places.
In the end, it just became too much. He kind of knew that the end was inevitable. There were just too many stories, too many challenges, too many things that did not seem real. He […]
Who you turn to In your time of need, that’s the One. When lost in your sea of emotion When the mind takes over And proves to be an absent friend The arms that comfort […]
He stood, frozen. The fear created within a lifetime came flooding to his face as his eyes began to let go a torrent of pent-up suffering. He dropped to his knees and sobbed. Yes, the end was near, and there was no certainty that he would live to see it.
The real courage comes from stepping off the sand into the mud, of rising out of the depths into the that place that is neither water nor sand but a bit of both. We step out of our box into the wet sand and often feel fear we want to run from. It gives us great comfort to hide in our secure box and somehow suggest that it takes remarkable strength to be there.
I need you to settle in next to me Hold my hand Put your head on my chest […]
But now you’re letting go
In your release I cry shades of red
Of yellow and hues somewhere in between.
No, those eyes will not grace yours again. Those hands will not grasp for you, wanting and needing you ever again. Those lips will not breathe life into your soul. She has made her choice and you now must make yours.
