Linger

Photo by Simon Wilkes on Unsplash

I am learning to linger
in quiet mornings,
in the warmth of sunlight,
in moments that ask nothing
but that I remain.

For so long,
I rushed through healing
as though it were somewhere
I could arrive.

Now I understand—

some wounds soften slowly,
some strength returns in silence,
and sometimes, becoming whole
means staying still
long enough to feel it.

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Written for my prompt “learning to linger”.

Jo xo