You are stronger than the beckon call
of the dark places that you have
traded for Light.
You have been microneedled with lies
and deception beyond the pale
until you believed them
You don't know your own innocence
because you don't believe in yourself
You don't believe how much Light you have
because you've been convinced not to
but I have always seen it clearly
not just of my own doing
some are sent to trample the flower through wiles
some are sent to pick up the flower through unconditionality
to break up the trampled soil
where tears become rain
to grow a field of flowers
until you can believe in your self
and ever after
we will believe in the flower
that is you.
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Amen.
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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Soft, soulful and full of light! I really like the “tears become rain” bit, so healing. 🌸
Whoaaa, this was so empowering. Loved your poem!
This poem reminds me that too often we don't see our full potential. This was a great reminder that we are more than what we think we are.
I love this picture and the words you’ve used here!