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All of Me For Me

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For so many years I hid bits of myself.
I tucked
My favorite Legos in the floorboards,

In the house where the gun went off.

Hoping someday someone would find them and

Create something admirable.

I wrote my name in nooks
And secret places hoping someday
Someone would read me;

My book.

I placed my voice in a jar
And put it in a corner
Hoping someday
Someone would find it,

Open
It and hear me;

My song.

I am going back and collecting these bits of me
Myself.
For I know my worth now
And those bits are too lovely to keep hidden

In dark places;

Too lonely to wait any longer

Simply wishing to be found by another.

All of me for me.

The Stillness

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Peace cannot come soon
Enough.
I embrace it with all my being.
Every breath,
Every cell of me.
For my heart is
Most weary.
I have grown tired of wars
Within and without.
I suppose when you are spent is when you relent
To it;

Becoming
The stillness.
Drained from the fight
You realize light is
The only way
You can
Rise another day;

To be love.

Humanness

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So many people feeling less than.

Surrounded by criticism.

Held hostage by

Those who hold onto forgiveness

And definitions

As power,

Desiring unobtainable perfection through their eyes alone.

Sweet soul,

You are perfectly perfect being human.

Perfection is accepting your humanness,

Our humanness

And the whole of us.

Our so called flaws are part of us.

They make us even more beautiful.

We Have Each Other

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I followed him into his garden.

And there we held each other

And listened as our hearts sang in

Sorrow.

The sky darkened

And that is when I heard

Him

Weeping silently.

We wept together

Holding on until our hearts began singing a familiar song.

And as the sky cleared we heard others singing out too,

“We have each other.

We have each other.”