This Breath. {poetry}
And this breath
No matter how thin or shaken
Will continue to swell
With every inhalation
Another sound
Another word to be spoken
To reach out
Browsing Tag:
Heather Climer
Surrendering My Need to Control, and Free-Falling.
I find myself in the land of in-between. All of the pieces I'm juggling are all currently up in the air, and I'm free-falling alongside them.
I Surrender to the Reality of You. {poetry}
I surrender to the knowledge that I will never truly know the potential I saw in you,
that made me fight so damn hard to show you what you could have been.
Growing Pains. {poetry}
I continue to have these growing pains, although I suspect they come from another source entirely. They come from a source of unlearning societal norms and ingrained behaviors.
Unraveling Our Entanglement.
May we unravel ourselves
Threadbare... stripped to the very core of our existence.
May we learn ourselves here, in this blank landscape.