The darkness that's growing and swirling around.
The pain in my shoulder, that will not go down.
Is it a weakness, that's deep inside me.
In need of forgiveness, in which to be free.
Those parts of me careless, I need to forgive.
Authentic expression, in order to live.
Mindful experience, absorbing the pain.
acceptance of growth throughout all you attain.
Crafting to mindfully, heal from within.
Clearing of things I won't need, to begin.
Think about breathing, and being just one.
The loving reunion will come from the sun.
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Author:
Steve Glodenfort (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 7th, 2025 02:50
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Comments2
Change, growth, progress seem to be themes of this poem of progression. Very nice and most positive
Although a postive write it touches on a subject many battle with, forgiving oneself, when sometimes there is nothing to forgive, enjoyed the read
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