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Trust

Sometimes to heal

we have to travel far & wide

within the interior of our being,

digging deep,

unearthing old experiences,

imprints from previous voyages,

on the long long road to freedom.

Do not give up hope

oh weary traveler!

All the tools you need

are within your reach,

patience, fortitude, wisdom

fall from the sky 

& drop in your lap,

in your stillness & your pacing,

in your sleeping & your waking,

we are here,

your angel, your guide, your god, your solace,

close your tired eyes, 

& trust.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 23rd Feb 2023 07:40

I love the way this flows seamlessly, Hélène. A hopeful, reassuring poem.

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Adam Whitworth

Wed 22nd Feb 2023 20:25

Good advice

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