And searched for the place
Where your name was once carved
Upon the rawness of my eager flesh
You have fallen away from me
Or have I fallen away from you?
Or maybe we are both misplaced
Trapped beneath memories that collapsed
Under the weight of misunderstanding
I needed to know if you were still there
Below my skin where you used to live
Where I had held you safe against my bones
And you had held me safe against your chest
But the letters of your name were gone
Lost between the weather-worn gaps
Of the bridges we never made
My flesh was blank; empty
I was surprised to discover
I did not grieve the loss
Nor did I feel the despair
Instead, I wrote my own name
In the place your name once filled
The letters aligned, side by side
And I was breathless in their wake
For I have never before noticed
The way they looked like freedom
And sounded like hope
I laid my skin down once more
Upon the place you no longer exist
And in the beauty of that moment
I am filled with promise
I am made new.
~ © Kathy Parker ~
The becoming of one self… The oneness…. The knowing the real being. A transformation as past is no more where you are and not confined with future… You simply are here and now, in present. The perfect place to be, to grow 🙏
Beautiful <3
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Simply …..WOW.