of the past-
hold your soul hostage,
giving dark memories homage-
holding them,
to your deep-
you’re stuck in your repeat,
of sorrow,
oh let the grace of today,
brings releasing your way-
to drink from the cup of love,
flowing into your tomorrows.
why crave to hold on,
to that place-
where you do not belong,
trapped in time-
to a life that was,
your wounds cry-
to be healed,
I know the way-
you feel.
hanging on often,
feels like comfort-
but the ache brings,
a fog of darkness to your soul-
let the entanglement,
that holds you-
unravel,
let the past-
that has traveled,
to your mind-
what has caused,
your real life to pause-
what clings let it drop,
and fall away…
come let love,
walk you back to-
the healing space of you,
holding your soul to now-
living life,
in forgiving freedom,
don’t waste,
one more breath of life-
living as past’s victim.
Author Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg ©
Heart's Calling
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