Journey to Your Deepest Self

There You Would Be

burning-earth

That there wouldn’t be time

That I would have to hurry

That I would forget things

That I would be late

That I would be messy

That I wouldn’t have brushed my hair

That my clothes would be wrinkled

That I would be shaking

That I would be running

With one shoe on

Parts of me bouncing

That I would be dropping

Important things onto the ground

Leaving a trail

That I wouldn’t be good enough

When I got there

That I would be breathless

And sweaty

That when I got there

There you would be

Smiling and loving

The wildness of me.

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