I heard the echoes of your heart,
lies you’d believed dart after dart;
overflowing into your soul,
these “truths” you’d nurtured to make you whole.
You didn’t see the beauty standing there,
your eyes pleading to see you’d laid your soul bare.
A broken heart all for loving.
A cavity vast for the filling.
So I poured into the space,
a seed of truth and rivers of grace.
– Susan Browning.
So sweet one, speak kindly to yourself… You really are worth it. xox