Just Be

“When you get the message, hang up the phone.”  Alan Watts

This beautiful child with the big heart,

the songs escaping into the closed

air, is rocking herself while ghosts

cluster around her closet.

Menacing and something to fear,

because though no one else

can see them, still they tell ghost stories,

her only source of knowledge.

She is all alone, and even when she cries,

it appears that no one can hear her.

Nobody comes.

There are rough boys, jealous

of her tap dancing and ballet.

She bears the bruises of their fists,

their unkind shoving, and their cutting

words. She wants to be loved

and accepted, just to show herself

like a wildflower before the trampling

buffalo stampede, just one word

of praise before she’s lost in the dust.

Today I realized that I still carry her

and more, I can be that celebrating

mother who really sees her,

who can sit as she dances

to the tunes she composes.

She is so young, so frightened,

and big tears roll down my cheeks

as she finally emerges. There is nothing

to fix, nothing to heal, only this chance

to be present in this field

of true love. I let go of the guilt

for not hearing her earlier,

the assumption that she was frozen

in time, as she thaws in the fierce

heat of my receptive regard.

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompts: guilty and assumption

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

5 thoughts on “Just Be”

  1. I just love those lines… “big tears roll down my cheeks/ as she finally emerges. There is nothing/ to fix, nothing to heal, only this chance/ to be present in this field/ of true love” It captures so perfectly well how I currently feel.

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