Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
Good morning, readers. Sundays are devoted to poetry. Today I am devoted to being quiet and within myself. I hope that you find some time today, to listen to, and to be with just yourself. Sunday is the perfect day to commune with, and to connect to the deepest part of you. Here is my poem for today:
“The Safe”
I handed you your life back yesterday.
All in a tidy little safe.
It has your birth certificate.
It holds your baptism certificate.
It also contains your passport, your SSN card, and your draft card.
I decided to add the addresses of all those who have loved you,
since the day that you were born, maybe even before.
It has a two dollar bill from your late grandfather.
He thought that it would be neat for you to have it.
And some savings bonds from my late grandmother.
She thought that it would be wise for you to have them.
Oh, and the space in between all of the paper stuff,
that space holds the mighty force of my love,
so anytime that you open the tidy, little safe,
you will be instantly surrounded and shielded,
By the strongest, most powerful, wisest, most faithful and loyal,
Part of me. My love will surround you then, and forever.
As it always has, and it always will. My love surrounds you.
You are safe to be free.