Presentation of Heart

There is a presentation of heart which can draw in those who dare to see deeper.
I am fortunate to be part of such delicate exchange from within myself and within others.
Particularly I celebrate the moments where my heart soars along side a person I care for and am learning to cherish.
It is a tender treasure when mutual vulnerability fosters trust. For this I am thankful.
Being captivated by unique beauty discovered within a heart is priceless... even when it is my own heart I begin to see.
Such wonder motivates me to be fully present and to cheer each moment of depth on as if it were a masterpiece in the making.
Watering the seeds of the soul. Encouraging, welcoming, and embracing each aspect of what makes someone a  genuine friend.
To witness transparent love in action and to reciprocate this gift is what keeps me willing to brave the risks of trusting implicitly.
Daring to reach out and take a chance even after heart break, which seems to magnify my weakness rather than my strength, in order to prevent my heart from growing hard like stone.
And even when there seems to be a dry season where relationship seems to stop or change its course, it is encouraging to know I am still growing as I accept change.
Learning to value each person whom enters various portions of my journey, and I in theirs, for how ever long life and love allow.
I take courage, for each moment and each glimpse of heart betters me. Never to be the same again.

I walked past

Your right hand held matches

Your left held my shame

Burning down my innocence

You stole this girls bright flame

 

Before it had a chance to fight

And war this heart to free

You woke in me an anger bright

Wrestling against the best of me

Staring at the fire where I watched my heart burn
I recollect the fragments
Held fast within your grip- I let the wind churn
From your hands I beg myself rip
 

How could you steal this life

And burn it to your chest unhidden

For the world to mock my strife

Like a mark embedded within your skin

 

This willowy woman just wants to dance

Stepping lightly among the ashes

Strong enough to take a second glance

I dare to dance this life again

 

Where the wind spoke and stopped my screams

And muted lines- I walked passed you

I reposition now as I step inside my dreams

And learn to love again

 

 

Dear survivor (found inside me),
As a child you saw much pain and violence, darling girl, I ache for you now as I write to the wounds that tried to wreck you. You are within me and you hurt even today. Its okay to cry love. To set yourself free. Trust your instinct to let it out and let it go. Its time to walk again. Out of the past and into now- where dreams lead you to joy. Call out the marks that burned your soul and crown your heart with a beauty pure. Like nothing you have ever seen. Its okay to rise above the flames that licked and tore and seared your childhood and stuck you to your fears. Its time to shed the ashes now and dance over the remains of what once was... Its time to live inside of free and be the best you that you were born to be. I believe in you. I believe the time for loving again has come, and I start within myself. Fly beautiful girl! Sore where the flames cant touch you anymore.
I celebrate that today is forever a new day.
I sing for joy that I am new everyday and today I dare to dream.
I walk this path, I step free.