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WHEN YOU THINK by Ulli Stanway

I wrote this after my miscarriage...

I am not sure at what time since time and space became a big blur during those endlessly sad days. On the morning when this piece was born I had dragged myself out of bed and sat in the sun in our garden.

When You Think
by Ulli Stanway

When you think you wonā€™t make itā€Ø
You canā€™t get through all of this pain
ā€ØWhen you have reached your inner darknessā€Ø
When you think you want to sleep foreverā€Ø
When you are sure that you are so alone, so very aloneā€Ø
When you look up and the sky is cloudedā€Ø
When you feel this deep hurt, more than words could ever say
ā€ØWhen you are in the winter of life
You look up and you slowly open your tired eyesā€Ø
You see the first ray of sunā€Ø
You notice that the plants that have recently died are now growing againā€Ø
You notice a little blossom ā€“ maybe purpleā€Ø
You start to see beautyā€Ø
You will see a bird flying in the sky, effortless and joyousā€Ø
You open upā€Ø
You decide that you see beautyā€Ø
In everything and everyoneā€Ø
You meet todayā€Ø
You notice that roses growā€Ø all around you
The sun comes outā€Ø
A flock of white birds flies over youā€Ø
The sky open upā€Ø
You notice the ever changing seasonsā€Ø
ā€ØYou notice the flow of the water whilst the sunlight covers it in diamondsā€Ø
You pick up a shell from an empty sandy beach
ā€ØYou hear and you feel
ā€ØYou smell and you sense
It is all here for you ā€“ for you and your healingā€Ø
One thought at the timeā€Ø
One beautiful moment at the timeā€Ø
There is no rush, you have so much time
ā€ØAnd slowly, ever so slowly you begin to awaken
Leaving your pain and grief behind
ā€ØBe gentle with yourself and your tender heart
ā€ØWhen you think you wonā€™t make itā€Ø
Life calls you back with gentle subtlenessā€Ø
When you think you wonā€™t make itā€Ø
Open your eyes; the world is waiting for youā€Ø
Your love is neededā€Ø
It is time to healā€Ø
And time to let go
ā€ØLife is yoursā€Ø
Bath in its splendor and beauty
ā€ØLife is here ā€“ for you
Always

Ulli Stanway: "I am a 41 year old rising poetess/writer/day dreamer and life lover. I live in Melbourne Australia with my beautiful husband. I love nature and I am a confessing tree hugger. I am working on my dream website called ā€œDesire your own happinessā€, which I hope will inspire other kindred souls to follow their own dreams and skip down a path they truly enjoy. I believe in becoming your authentic self, become who you are with all your quirkiness, weirdness and amazing talents. We donā€™t need to have countless copies of the same story being told. Be you, all that you are and that is perfectly enough. And you are so very needed. My mantra is taking your shoes off and run barefoot, in the rain whenever possible. Embrace everything you are. Here and now."


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  1. Oh, I know this feeling from my own personal experience, dear Ulli. Thank you for taking such heartfelt pain and turning it into something beautiful in this poem. Yes, the world's beauty and splendor is indeed waiting for us! A valuable reminder. :) xoxo

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