He turned his head and hid his tears.
People all around said he was the strongest man they knew;
They didn’t know.
He turned his head and hid his tears.
People all around said he was the strongest man they knew;
They didn’t know.
There are lists people make,
All of these qualities and qualifications
That define
What makes a “strong” person.
I laugh at those words,
If you wake every morning and live
And that is all you feel you have the strength to do,
You are strong.
Period.
We are each strong in our big, beautiful,
Human way.
The universe is working in your favor
With you for the highest good at all times.
Whether
You are certain or uncertain,
Whether you are stuck or flowing,
Whether you are happy or sad.
When you feel strong, when you feel weak.
You are cradled in unwavering infinite love.
Open and receive.
I am tending to my Angel wings.
They refuse to do their part.
They have left me cold and stranded,
Left me weeping in my heart.
They are tattered and worn.
They are bloodied and torn.
They were not this way
On the day I was born.
~
I see your Angel wings are tattered.
I see that they are worn.
I hear your weeping heart
And I want to keep you warm.
I know your soul is weary.
What if I told you mine is weary too?
We could both try together
To mend a tear or two.
We can find a strength in each other
That knows no distance,
Knows no time.
We will find a strength together
And again we will fly.
Again with stronger wings,
Again with shiny souls,
Again with beating hearts
When we have patched up all the
Holes.
@*choleintodiamonds* originally posted December 2013
He had to crawl out from the ashes
Of his own self destruction.
Do not tell him he is not
Strong.
If you you wake up in the night
Your heart beating in your ears.
Your fears tangled in the sheets;
Sweat bathing your limbs;
Slumber evades you.
remember
Morning loves you too.
When you turn your face to the sun
And welcome your doubts
Come with you;
When you keep breathing
And keep going
You are strong.
You have been all along.
People underestimate
How long it can take a wound to
Heal.
They underestimate how much
Gentleness
Is needed in this world
Of strong,
Yet
Tender souls.
She has come so far.
She has become a stronger woman than
She used to be.
But then certain people reappear
And she
Is gone before she realizes what has happened.
She becomes invisible.
So small.
Like she’s never been at all.
Strong love.
Quiet love.
Steady love.
His was such the love of a
Gentle
Warrior.