
The Spiral of Healing
In the heart of a forest where shadows play,
A spiral of whispers invites us to stay.
Each turn is a journey, each layer a scar,
Winding down softly, yet reaching so far.
With roots intertwined, the old stories breathe,
In silence, they cradle the wounds we perceive.
Each loop is a lesson, each twist a release,
As we venture within, finding moments of peace.
We dance through the echoes of laughter and tears,
Embracing the shadows that shaped all our years.
The deeper we delve, the more light we see,
In the spiral of healing, we’re set free.
Through the thorns and the blossoms, through joy and through pain,
We learn to let go, to rise up again.
For in every descent, there’s a promise to grow,
In the spiral of healing, the soul learns to flow.
So let us be gentle, as we travel this path,
With courage and kindness, embracing the aftermath.
For healing’s not linear, but a dance with our fate,
In the spiral of life, we find love in the wait.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie
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Yes! This is lovely.