listen

listening:

to: stories

i remember

all those

times

too

Two:

i told

my self

this would

never work.

i was

write,

it always

never

worked.

then i changed my mind

then i changed my heart

then i changed my tune

releasing trauma

exercising that release

of being scared

worried

not enough.

never again

for more than too

moments

i let go of the past

i let go of the future

present:

i was

here

now

present:

i am

here

now..

writing

to: You,

again.

it always

comes back

to: You,

the One

who

holds my

hand

!

who?

~steph Bird

p.S. (+ all

God’s

children

said,

“amen”

in

Monterey, CA)

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