It’s raining. Rain is sheltering me and I am hiding away from people but the intrusive thoughts carrying others through the mind continue on like a stream. I feel judged. I am judging. I love. I am loved. I wish. I am heartbroken. I am dismissed. I am lonely. I am awakened. I am grateful. I am holding on down a river of old beliefs and I see in the present a limb to hold onto and do not look too far ahead where the trees haven’t yet grown. So what if I find nothing to hold onto at the end? I will fall off and I will die but always be reborn and admitting the truth of fearing lessens it.
Shelter : It’s raining. Rain is... - Living with Anxiety
Shelter
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Starrlight
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This is sad but beautiful at the same time ~ you have a gift of thoughts 🙂
Wow, starr this is amazing sweetie
Starrlight• in reply to
((((((Hug)))))) Ha I just wrote on your post while you were at mine.
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I love those kind of poetry
Hello Starrlight
I agree with the others you have a beautiful way with words , you are a very talented lady what with your art and now this
Take Care x
Starrlight• in reply to
Thank you 💕
Even in your prose, your poetry shines through, Starrlight. Transcendent.
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