Healed

A heart that heals is a heart that works Old clothes discarded to the floor Why was I wearing such rags? Old methods from another time If I try harder they will love me Creating unevenness, ripe to blame Why did it hurt so much? Because you were hurting yourself Leaping off the cliff, screaming - Catch Me! A crumpled mess lying at the base Accepting the truth of it, mourn the foolishness Not the self, change, learn, improve It didn’t work then, more so now Lifting with open intention, unfiltered Calmer, safer - patient and gentle. It is easier to let go and easier to welcome.