Comes the Dawn by Veronica Shoffstall

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My sister sent me a poem some years ago during my separation that has resonated with me again and again as I walk this path of enlightenment, stumble on it, wobble like a weeble, and then regain my balance to find that I’m somehow stronger and surer and a little more full of the Light of purpose than I was before I got temporarily tripped up. This week it kept coming into my head,  and so I thought it was a good time to share it with you all. It speaks of independence, letting go, and building our own joy. Most of all it speaks of the wisdom inherent in growth.

I hope it sings to your Soul as much as it has to mine. – Namaste, Kirstie

Comes The Dawn

After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.

Author: Veronica Shoffstall

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