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until today: bricks & ripples
She did the best she could
Will all the guilt and shame
Handed down from generations.
She made the best of love
Though there wasn't any good examples
to draw from.
She loathed pain
Yet could never separate herself from it;
UNTIL TODAY.
Today is the catalyst
For all of her tomorrows.
She is brave, wise
And able to overcome her fears.
She still feels the doubts, uncertainties
Common in modern life,
But the wisdom of the ages
Is there to comfort her.
Her ego and higher self wrestle
About what is to come next,
But she makes no decisions
Defaults to the divine instead.
It gives her peace and the outcome
That is best to be anyway.
Floating downstream I see a
Reflection and realize
She is me.
Very beautiful and serene...
Very beautiful and serene... I know that feeling. Love it, and you have written it so perfectly.
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "