My dear,
there is no shame
for you are held in love,
you may feel the sting,
experience the fall,
you may stumble, and stutter,
you may want to hide,
to be strong, capable,
to be brave…
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but bravery comes in strange disguises,
the cross,
the tomb,
hope lost
only to be regained,
re-found,
re-known…
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so often
hope comes
in vulnerability,
truth in relationship,
love in honesty,
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so be known,
be loved,
be real….
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there is no shame
in being real
only love
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but you will have to
come out of hiding to find it…
Eternal footsteps 