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“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.”

-Ralph Waldo Emerson


“Brooke knew all of the good things about me. But she also told me not to worry about who doesn’t. Sometimes grieving looks like smiles of appreciation…”

-Me, today on a social media post


The Divide

What wonderful timing for me to have stumbled upon this Emerson quote. I am standing in a space, a divided space. It isn’t necessarily a bad place, but I think that this divide is necessary. Wonderful timing? I meant to say divine timing.

blue and brown milky way galaxy
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The Space

Look! there is me 

 there is my past,

checkered for sure

in my head an abundance of reasons to be insecure.

Just inches in front of my face 

A thunderous matter, here in space it is 

silent but loud: 

black 

purple

pink.

And then it dissipates. 

Wait!

There is me, standing on cracking glass

in a divided space 

standing on glass

cracking glass

floating

I am floating in outer space

half smile 

half frown 

upon my face

the stars that

I always chase

are now among me.

To touch a star, I can imagine would be a gateway to spontaneous combustion,

I feel my intuition and for once I decided that trusting

myself and what lies within 

will lead me where I am destined

never again 

to take life for granted or question me.

So if within me I feel what I feel 

letting go of what’s behind me…

Knowing that trust is a tough concept 

I will step by faith and

walk into the future blindly.

It ought not take galactic gases and repetitive dreams for me to affirm that within me there is warmth.

The storm of me is often avoided. I understand why this is. Longing for connectivity but now I find that this divide is just too great of a split. The glass, although thick, I ought to let break –

breaking away to be free,

Me.

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