A day has started once again.
A day where pain is my only friend.
Heavy heart and swollen eyes.
Too weak to raise voice to the sky.
So I sit here quietly
Pondering what life should be.
I listen to the winter breeze
Swiftly passing through the trees.
I listen to inspiring song,
And inside
My soul sings along.
Hear the notes,
Feel the swell.
The spirit whispers
“All is well.”
I listen to enlightened word
And my heart is strongly stirred.
I have no hate
Not an ounce.
For yet again
I am found.
Through the haze
And through the smoke,
I am rooted
Like an oak.
I am centered.
I am strong.
I know who I am.
I know where I belong.

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