the words don’t ask us to fake it
and the words don’t ask us to make it
the words just ask us to open
to where we are, to what we are, to who we are
they invite us to tell our story
and they encourage us to speak our truth
they remind us we are free and whole
even when we are broken and caged
come here and be, they beckon
and who can resist that, to come here and be
it’s too easy, it’s too free
it’s too you. it’s too me
when our wail can no longer be contained
we find ourselves at their door
we enter clumsy human beings
and exit creatures of grace
they hold our hearts shamelessly
shape-shifting to whatever is needed
allowing us to unravel our cells
one word at a time
when we are tongue-tied and writer-blocked
they wait patiently for
the trickle or the flood or the downpour
with open arms
so write your words whatever they are
the words your heart is whispering in your ear
the words you are afraid someone will read
the words that will set you free.
the words you are afraid someone will read
the words that will set you free.
this could be the strapline for my blog!
very lovely expressions here. thank you for sharing this today.
You’re welcome love… I’m glad they resonated with your heart.