Awareness begins to talk as the willingness to accept sits still and listens like a child cradled in the voice of their mother’s womb.
Acceptance looks for the shoulder of ownership as it seeks the hand of responsibility to stand.
Responsibility is without legs if compassion does not carry it, but forgiveness needs tissues too.
Courage is the man who welcomes his shadows to the light, and at the table of truth, integrity arrives.
His character strengthens as he commits to help his wounded heart walk better and guide his shadows to the light.
~ H a y t h a m
T r u e h e a r t
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Haytham Trueheart
An ordinary human who writes poems about his life and the world around him.
Based in Magandjin (Brisbane, Aus).
Torres Strait Islander, Kiwai & Anglo-Aussie.
Biji Kurdistan! Aboriginal Land.
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The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi5 days ago in Fiction
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Great Poem, I likes the 3rd Stanza
Very philosophical!