Are you passing on love, or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
Hello readers! I hope that you are having a lovely weekend, full of delightful surprises and calming rejuvenation and rest. Sundays are devoted to poetry here at Adulting – Second Half. On Sundays I either write a poem or I share a poem, written by another poet, that has moved me. Poetry has the ability to hit the deepest target of emotion, in the most mysterious of ways. Poetry adds magic and alchemy, to otherwise, ordinary words. Please feel safe and comfortable to share your poems in my Comments section. Here is my poem for today:
WITH ME
I am so thankful when you share the deepest part of yourself
with me.
You think that it is too ugly, and tangled, and unguarded, and scary,
to bring it out into the open.
But usually, most ferocious things, tend to get blinded by the light.
And smoldering sadness gets smothered by the love that my heart holds for you.
I love you the most, when you give to me, all of you,
not just the polished, protective surface.
Your deepest part of yourself, is safe, and cherished, and understood, and loved.
I am so thankful when you entrust the deepest part of yourself,
with me.
Your beautiful, fragile, open heart is always safe,
with me.
You are,
with me,
Always. Always,
with me.