out

She said, “…staying whole when enveloped by pain, is resilience… your body builds walls as you claw and dig hard and deep into your soul, searching for the purpose, you rip at the abuse, shame and destruction…”…

Sunday’s grey light illuminates an air of solemn comfort; ornate with a hint of autumn fresh farmer’s market flowers mingling with a modern concrete box, I bow my head in a prayer of pain as tears wash me towards release. Bringing up the history of abandonment molested by circumstances dragged me down into cavernous depths I so magically wave away.

Her gloriously soft smile beckons me to tear away at the astounding complex puzzle of me. Breathing in and out a breath of survival, a drop of pain melts with a soothing warmth…

Times up.

Words upon separation, “you are resilient… write about it…”