Teeter, Toddle, Fall

I found the need to toddle,
as my fear began to teeter.
For my steps so briskly taken,
felt of scalding shards of glass.

Stepped back to view the scene,
checked for blindness in my truth.
Was saved from tripping downward,
when I asked my soul to speak.

The pause was loud and lengthy,
as the whisper grew in loudness.
Words complex yet simply spoken,
slowly seeped into my heart.

“As you walk the path of life,
let resistance fall away.
Becoming needs a letting go,
to see the truth within.
My mind speaks freely now,
through my kind and loving heart.

Dr. Deb

2 Comments on “Teeter, Toddle, Fall

    • My early childhood wasn’t very “safe” from abusive issues. I’d make up stories in my head and lots of childish poems to manage my fear of being hurt – again. Words and poetry are extremely powerful when they are used in a positive way. “Good words” can calm and heal the mind. Am thankful for that.

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