Before I leave these sandy shores
and set sail on the turbulent
seas of my path
I bury the weight of the past in the
sand and now I am ready to face
the seas and all its wrath
I have heard the same broken record
played off the tongues of doubt
for those words I would never
let see the light of day
I walk through the crowd to the nods
of shaking heads as my head is
held high knowing what I am
doing feels right and done
my way
Fierce raging storms and strong backwards
currents almost end my journey but
as long as my sail stands strong
I will fight to the end
My promise to myself that I would make it
is a sacred bond that I will not break
under the longest strands of time and
the most ferocious of winds
I see the sandy glistening shores of my
destination and I begin to reflect on
how far I have come as I am carried
in by the soft touch of
gentle waves
I smile laying on the sand basking in a
promise fulfilled as I close my tired
eyes and whisper to myself I made
it and the sun shows me its
approval as I shine under
its rays
oh, this was so beautiful and uplifting.
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Thanks so much Kimberly! π
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Enthralling lines!
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Thank you! π
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An inspiring and empowering poem. Thanks for sharing the beauty!
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Thank you Kate for the kind words! π
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i’m touched
by this joyful
practice π
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Thank you! π
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