Vulnerability becomes your only refuge, authenticity your beacon,
In the midst of emotion, only truth remains.
To feel deeply is to be reborn, to taste the full spectrum of existence,
Each emotion a brushstroke on the canvas of the soul.
And then time passes, You know you have to let go. You look back one last time, in gratitude of the lessons learned.
The tears dry out. Truth emerges. You find joy again, profound and unyielding. You appreciate the good moments and people in your life because you know that nothing is permanent. Your level of compassion has grown and you can now hold more space for others.