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Hmmm. A new thought occurs to me.  Sometimes you must crash head on into yourself, feel the pain, work through ‪healing from bumps and bruises and scrapes in order to be you – in order to get healed and whole.

Maybe that heavy duty protective bumper needed to get torn off – wretched to smithereens n order for u to find the real, hidden you.

Maybe now u can’t hide. Maybe now there’s no protective ‪barrier between u & the world. Now it’s real. Now we see you’re one of us. ‪Refreshing

No one here will point the finger. Who’s gonna cast the first stone? I only hear the rocks falling, falling to the ground – one by one. There’s no accuser here. ‪Redeemed

Your engine’s showing. The heart of you – yes we can see it now. We hear now a soft beating, though faint, growing stronger – your ‪heart beat. Who knew it was do strong! We needed to hear it. It is a ‪beautiful sound. Rev it up.

 

Copyright 2013 Marvia P Davidson

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