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After all the storms
The warmth feels so much more
The kindness is beautiful
It's difficult at first to not call back with a roar but you let it settle    in
It's magnified within
Any act of kindness or support
It's appreciated
Deeply cherished
Was the path already written
Which road do you turn
Is free will ever really given
How is there such mercy in sin
Love from forgiven
To carry the weight is a strong burden
And each has our own path to walk
Lessons to learn
Conclusions to churn
Insights to be revealed then burn
As the sun sets up a new day
And that which we think we know can be a stepping stone pave
As the earth reveals deeper troves and alcoves  
Spirit may know and the heart centres the way
The emotional pain at times has been unbearable
Yet I bore it all
God knew my will
I put myself out there and I was met with a number of different views
Some opposing some supportive some disrespectful or crude
I found a wise man
I watched him online
I saw his expression of the one and how the blessing can come from the accused and to
How once we face our perishing
We feel we have nothing to lose
We let life swallow us
Now we open wide and take life in
Live a little and
We begin
His voice so soothing
I can hear the balance in him
The strength but the sensitivity
When it is time for him to leave
I must let him go
Man has free will
The shifting shores they roar and settle
Spraying out to the waves glade
The reaching high
Tides of passion and expansion
The settling leaves calmer
Soothing sensation
Though the silence can bring peace but unknown
The ocean holds it's mysteries
We dive into it's deep
Observe on dry land
The sand touches our feet
The earth meet and greet to the incoming tide
The meditation brings up the body to relax and the feelings and emotions to the light
I felt as the tears streamed from my eyes
I heard the internal chatter the dialog of the reasons for the pain
The strain
The lack of feeling of gain
Failures reign
The stories of worthlessness and the criticisms stain
The ones who have walked away or not been too close
Wondering why they couldn't love me
Also sensing they did what they could from the place they were at
And how I still love me even through and after all that
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