When it feels as if the world is torn to bits, I can still choose love... Photography by Elena Shumilova I Can Still Choose Love by Tammy T. Stone When it turns to dark And my heart says hide I can still love. When I can’t inspire Or feel the muse around me Still, I can love. When the air has gone dry When my throat is muffled When I can no longer sing I can still choose love. When the words fail me When everything is wrecked When love has forsaken me And my memories fade So that I’m forsaking myself There is still a space for love. When my soul fragments When my joints thicken in fury When my eyes gloss over And I can hear the ocean wailing When the world is torn to bits I can still love, and love again. When the magic fades away When I’ve lost my perspective When my protection is gone And my nerves are shot When the tears won’t stop When I never want them to I can always choose love. When the sky hangs heaviest When fear is the loudest ...
Women's Spiritual Poetry