Life, to me, is a wave… I need to move forward and embrace the full rollercoaster to grow: to become who I am meant to be, to be the gift I initially received. There is no standstill. Life progressively unfolds. Perspicacity grows. While I move along the way of days, the truth unravels. There is no settling in what’s not really me . Sometimes, unfortunately or amazingly, Life takes me to the new. The heart knows, the intuition whispers, it calls. It has blown the truth for years of dawn. But the mind resists. And the day comes when the heart wins. But there is no need of sword, no need of fight. My within wins, naturally, as seasons dance in circle, because it trusts. And faith wins. Faith and hop es may lead me to unknown places, lands or people. So I let go, gently, to what isn’t me anymore. Slowly I rest in the void: the vacuum in which the past has gone and where the future is still waiting behind a line. There, contemplating both what’s behind and a gl...
Women's Spiritual Poetry