There comes a moment
When time just freezes.
You conscious mind recedes
And all you see
Is the person you used to be.
How far you've come;
At long last things make sense!
Everything about your life now
Is exactly where you want to be.
Tore down the walls
And now you're vulnerable,
Standing in front of everyone
like an open book
But never once afraid
of what they might see.
Scars from wounds:
Healed now.
Battles fought and won.
Victories celebrated
and now thoughts of the future.
A simple life
with simple days.
~nikkie may.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Without Sight (poetry volume one)
Poesía[Poetry] A set poems I wrote in a time of great spiritual learning, growing, and maturing.