Healing

Time is passing us by on its many feet. The days have lengthened, though the moments so important in our lives are spread apart. All this whilst time races swiftly on, waiting for no-one.

I have gained awareness of lifes' paradigm in my dreams, both waking and asleep. The need to love without fear, to live without judgment and eat without care are now overarching themes that fuel the peace slowly settling in my heart.

Upon reflection, time has made great allowances for recovery. Some memories were slowly savoured, whilst those less tasteful were spirited away. Time ran through every emotion. It trickled through our bodies as pain, wound through our minds as sadness and surged through our joyous hearts. So much has been said and done, followed and forgotten. The world still turned, and time trickled past, our personal rivers forged of infinite moments.

The heart is bruised, but not beaten. It beats, albeit slow and now with care. The mind is changed for the fear is gone. The soul is thoughtful in its age, but content. The body is old, but is rediscovering its youth. I can breathe again, hope again and love again.

I am healing.