The Body Forgets, The Soul Remembers
We heal but never forget in the mind, just in body
The Body Forgets, The Soul Remembers
Health is a fragile kingdom.
Some days the gates stay open,
others they close without warning.
I have learned to walk gently inside myself.
The body forgets what peace feels like.
It tenses even in sleep.
But the soul remembers.
It hums beneath the noise, unbroken.
I used to fight what hurt me.
Now I speak to it kindly.
It is only my body asking to be seen,
to be forgiven for being human.
One breath at a time,
one heartbeat after another.
That’s how healing begins,
not in strength, but in softness.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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"Health is a fragile kingdom. Some days the gates stay open, others they close without warning." What wonderful words and a lovely way to express it, nicely done, Marie.
What a poem in sharing how to live and survive. Good job.
Truly wonderful poem