She Falls
Scrapped up, bruised and bleeding
Tears just teetering on the edge of overflowing
Everyone gets hurt sometimes
I am fine she says
Brushing off the pain
Holding in the sobs
A Band-Aid
Is secured
Covering the scrapped knee
Protecting the wounded elbow
Shielding the aching heart
She bounces back like nothing happened
Her past is forgotten
Memories held at bay by a thin strip of latex
Fears adhered securely underneath
Emotions locked away
Depending on that Band-Aid
To make it all better
A Band-Aid
Covers, protects and shields temporarily
It does not heal
It is not a cure
The wound scabs
The pain lies in wait
For the next jostle
The next mistake
The next stab
The next fall
The next memory triggered
Of the pain, hurt, anger, worry, fear, grief, frustration
Nothing is forgotten
The wound fails to be resolved
She Heals
Ripping off the Band-Aid
Embracing the past
Becoming aware of the wounds
Familiar with the heaviness of emotion
Conscious of the pain
Willing to admit defeat
Ready to be vulnerable
Volunteering her heart
Surrendering her soul
Mindful that these trials are
Shaping and strengthening
Repairing and building
Until she emerges
Beautifully broken
Perfectly imperfect
Whole
So powerful, Rory.
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Beautiful my friend. Ripping the bandaid off is not easy but necessary I love you
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Wow! You really bring it all into light and perspective for us who have not experienced the great loss of our special life partners. Tears… and hoping you can feel my hugs. xoxo
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Rory – That was truly amazing! I loved it all. You are a true poet on top of your many other skills. XOXO Joanne
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Rory- you’re a gifted writer and poet. This is incredibly poignant and beautiful. Always remember you are a perfect divine creation! Xo
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