Heavy and breaking
Into thousand drops of sadness
I am....
Vulnerable again.
Standing there, drained out
By my own resistance
To what is our reality
I am...
Afraid again.
Knowing not if...
It will be crash or flight
After the fall
I am...
Jumping again.
Hoping, longing for
Better and sweeter days
To finally come
I am...
Letting go again.
Such as life,
I am a paradox.
Such as life,
I long to flow.
I am then...
Afraid yet jumping,
Vulnerable yet letting go.
© Sylvie Giroux 2007
My dear friends,
I know this is quite a sad write, yet it helps me to write about how I feel.
As Debbie Ford says is one of her book: I need the faith that I will find my faith again and that the kids and I are loved and protected.
She mentions in her book that we need to repeat our affirmations or prayers until our fears lessen and we start to feel some peace and some calm.
This poem is about that...being afraid yet jump into the unknown
Being vulnerable yet letting go and letting God/Universe take charge.
Thank you for all your support!
I love you,
Sylvie
