and the heart says to trust
and the tears fall for no reason or every reason
I lean into the suffering of us all
while the beauty of today seems
like a magical dream
living with my soul- letting the heart guide me feels so scary
not a habit or a hurry
just a deeper understanding of all
that was buried and still
let her go. be free I ask
stop trying so hard
you dont have to be amazing, she says
relief. gratitude. tears again.
relax, the gripping begins to loosen. realizing new layers of self and identity that are old news, really.
be free sweet soul- go
do not be careless with now.