One day you wake up
able to name the weight
you’ve been carrying.
Realizing it’s not part of your body or your being,
not essential in any way to journeying or joy,
you set it down gently, without fanfare
in the long soft grass at the side of the road
and walk on
surprised to find yourself
smiling in the warm sun
for no particular reason.
~Oriah Houser © 2015
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Lovely. This is how I felt when I realized that the grief over losing my brother was no longer a physical presence.
ReplyDeleteThank you.