Those untouched feeling we posses are in us, is just there whether the event is in truth or in clearer perspective
The weight depends on just fear, we desire to wish these feelings would just fade but it wouldn’t happen that easily
Those lens are just made with brushes of words, what occurred in our minds are twists and turns that shape our stories…
How we reframe what’s essential is a part of our self-understanding from the memory so bright and sharp
Even those memories that are blurred with time, we can easily grow gardens of prime giving us to bloom or not
To what we frame as guilt or even pride, that scene is a sky of grey that can even spread inside storms at the end of the day…
We can help us heal by what we have experienced, but a conscious and an active step towards growth
Acceptance sound like giving in even when that place hasn’t begun yet, not giving up is seeing clear
Yet those path sheaf both far and near knows what’s real not to deny while facing the truth to cease the lie…
What comes of it should always be clearer even we take small steps to build, we take strength from the wounds filled
Our fault, our flaws are once buried deep, to transform gifts that we can keep from forward, onwards, day by day
So let us meet what comes away, even choose our words, our deeds, acceptance first then being brave in a fight to make each day a brighter step towards…
A journey to continuous process
Acceptance opens eyes
With every step, the world is new
Where healing grows, future shines
