11/29/2010

Recovery - A Poem About Personal Growth



Recovery 

It is so strange to look
One day
And find broken and rusted
Upon the floor
The shackles that once bound
Me
And I wonder
How long I have been holding
Myself prisoner
And I wonder
How long it has been since
I danced

3 comments:

  1. I recall vividly how, in the grip of a particularly intense emotional experience, I suddenly broke through to the other side of the pain. I was so startled by the sudden end of the anguish that I actually started laughing because it seemed incredible that that was all there was.

    Thanks.

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  2. So incredible, isn't it, the complexity of even us. I'm wondering if this is autobiographical and in what regards, but then I am always curious like this.

    I experienced this directly inside of my marriage and was not aware one dot. To be fair, I believe it was true for my husband too. And now we reside on the other side of this, no longer together, but dancing, just the same.

    It is good to finally figure out how to follow you! I'm grateful you came my way.

    xo
    erin

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Whew! For a moment I thought you were leaving without commenting. Thanks!