Dear Miracle

Setting free the beautiful truth inside.

Nocturne

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biplane-fllying-into-sun-copy2.jpgAfter fire has burnt down your house,

the old skin of imperfection doesn’t seem

so terrible anymore.

There are worse things than that and

as watersheds go,

you’ve lived through them all—

you endure, you’ve learned

each brings a mercy of its own.

Now there are bones and memories that creak—

the crashing footfall of youth exhausted,

its intoxicant flush tamed,

solidity spent, traded in

for more sophisticated sensibilities.

Accustomed to imperfection,

light streams through its cracks and holes as

you walk weightless now

in upward, ever widening spirals

freeing yourself towards heaven.

2012 ~ S. Wolfington

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Author: dearmiracle

The hardest thing you will ever do is tell yourself the truth. This is about that. Vulnerability, becoming comfortable with ambiguity and answers that don't always arrive when we think they should. Living in that liminal space, a threshold of not always knowing becomes a sweet spot, a place of opening again and again.

8 thoughts on “Nocturne

  1. Thank you for liking my painting !!! *Cynthia

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  2. Congrats! I just nominated you for a Best Moment award. Follow the link at http://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/04/13/best-moment-award/ for the details.

    Namaste, Linda

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  3. Wow that is deep and lovely~

    Sindy

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