Hereās to the the lovers,
The bleeding hearts and hopefuls,
Who spin silk from old wounds,
Creating beauty from scars and bruises.
I see you
Stepping back into The River,
Washing away hurt and disappointment.
The water cleanses your minds and polishes your souls.
1/2
2/2
Your tenderness is luminescent.
Your willingness to be open,
when everything around you
wants to force you shut,
Is like a golden lacquer,
filling the cracks of broken pottery, making whole again.
Remember.
Your kindness is not weakness
It strengthens your heart, pumping precious lifeblood back into the world.
Donāt hide your tender, Purple Heart
You are Warriors and this is a Sacred Act, creating Heart Space for
The Ones who come next.
. Nfinitywaltz
