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Where We Heal

In the silence of loss, where our hearts have bled,  
We gather the pieces of what once was said.  
Though shattered and worn, we still seek the light,  
In the darkness of sorrow, we’ll learn how to fight.  

With each fragile breath, we begin to reclaim,  
The strength to rebuild from the ashes of pain.
We'll learn how to fight. We shall seek another day.
Nikki Jayne Apr 2018
As I dance upon moonlight and thunder
I step into the blueprint of my innate joy and wonder

I hear my gentle songstress
She is the one of peace and unity
Her call sings the soul frangments once thought lost back home to me

Shadows deep as the lion's roar cast out beliefs that hold service no more
So I begin to heal myself from within
With the thoughts that I think
And the words that I speak

You see for too long did I dance to the beat of another's drum
My gentle songstress is me
She and I are one.

— The End —