Anxiety grips my heart, I am surrounded by the dark — hemmed in by its suffocating embrace. I cannot feel the way before me and a thousand screams fill the void where I stood. In desperation, I lift my eyes and see a glimpse of silver in the storm clouds.
When your path is blocked
No way forward, no road back
Time to look up now.
There, above the dark shadows
The purity of light calls.
WendyAnneDarling 2018
Beautiful poem!!
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Thank you, Cat Darling! I love you.
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Love you more xxxx
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Thank you, darling!
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This is beautiful, Wendy. It’s filled with the magic of healing. ❤
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Thanks so much, Colleen! I’m realizing we don’t need a new path as much as we need a long ladder! ❤
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LOL! Good point! 😀
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This is a great poem.
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Beautiful! Completely relatable… hope the next trip is less stressful 😦
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I t couldn’t help but be stressful, considering what you’re going through. I wish it was all successfully over! ❤
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