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 understandβ some wounds soften slowly, some strength returns in silence, and sometimes, becoming whole means staying still long enough to feel it.
Beautiful poem that really resonates! Not only for healing, but also growing. There is often a rush to get there, but I think it's important to linger. Thank you for your lovely words!
βFor so long,
I rushed through healing
as though it were somewhere
I could arrive.β Oh, how I know this.
Thank you for reading!
Beautiful poem that really resonates! Not only for healing, but also growing. There is often a rush to get there, but I think it's important to linger. Thank you for your lovely words!
Thank you for reading!
Beautifully written.