A poem I wrote last year:
Healing Our Hearts
Flowers bloom from her upper and lower hearts,
birthing beauty and hope.
From the darkness within to the light that
illuminates our world,
a shift is happening.
The old paradigm is dying,
as the new is born.
We each remove the barriers
that block our light from shining forth.
Of one mind, we pray peace, kindness and joy.
When I heal the times I’ve betrayed myself
and when I heal past abuse,
my hearts open, and my light shines.
We are all stardust trapped in seemingly
separate bodies, yet we are All One.
Our star light is needed
to illuminate the fearful corners of our minds,
releasing the past, and
allowing us to dream the new dreams.
In the dark, embryos begin and new ways
of being are formed.
The only way out is through:
Loving everyone and everything,
starting with ourselves.
Ferociously loving ourselves,
Mother Earth, and each other.
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