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COMFORT by Ravyn Ark


Comfort

Instead of avoiding your discomfort,

pour it a cup of green jasmine tea,

offer it a cushion,

and sit with it in a half lotus position.

 

Breathe in deeply

and release your exhale with a sigh

before asking it what it fears most.

 

It'll more than likely tell you "the unknown",

but it's in that uncertainty

where dreams erupt from the ground

like gigantic bean stalks

and mingle with the infinitude of sky.







Ravyn Ark (Rei) is a creative soul to her core. She penned her first poem in middle school and drew her first drawing when she was a toddler. Creating is not only her go-to mode of self-expression, it’s also an invaluable tool for healing from past trauma and ultimately overcoming it. When she isn’t writing or reading poetry, Ravyn is editing and critiquing it as a freelance poetry book editor. During her free time, she enjoys taking long walks in the forest, watching anime, practicing Zen meditation, or spending quality time with her husband and Siamese cat. Above all, Ravyn Ark is a multifaceted creator, mystic, advocate, and abuse survivor with a lifelong vision to impart people with hope, healing, compassion, and an unshakable sense of empowerment. To read or listen to her poetic outpourings, follow her on Instagram (@sunrei_poetry) and/or visit her official website here


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  1. Very nice. This is certainly a year of uncertainty.

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    1. Thank you so much! Indeed. 2020 has been quite the year... We could all use some meditative vibes. ♡♡♡

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