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LET COMPASSION UFURL by Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg

This poem is about the journey of self acceptance and walking with compassion…

Walking through the doors of life can bring tender times, difficult times, but always deciding to walk with them in beauty, breathing in the moments that are offered to you. Always remembering to accept yourself, and that in today, you are enough the way you are right now.
'Day Dreaming' by Pino
Let Compassion Unfurl

Let compassion unfurl,
rewrite your life-
love the moment of you today,
let the words come-
let the pen be,
the light of your soul-
let the words be written,
on your heart.
life,
a series of doors-
you pass through,
open them and,
walk with beauty-
tender times,
discouraging times,
always holding-
your embrace,
clothed in grace-
stumble,
don’t let yourself fall-
rise up,
don’t stay down-
step into your chance,
let choice of movement-
be yours,
guided by-
your inner voice,
the one that-
calls to you,
to gently be-
yes today,
I accept me.
'Encore' by Pino



Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg is an author and a prolific poetess. She is guided by her inner soul’s journey and her empathic musings about life. Maureen’s draws from her human experiences, bringing reflective, soulful thoughts of the heart and the shifts in life’s journey to her poetry. Her most recent work includes her own Facebook page called Heart’s Calling where she currently reaches almost 3,000 regular readers. She also has her own website here. She currently hosts a monthly  sacred creative writing circle for women using writing prompts as a means of inner releasing. Maureen has 3 adult children and currently lives in Oak Park, Illinois. She has recently published her first debut poetry book called Seasons of the Soul: Transitions and Shifts of Life which can be purchased here. 



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