There’s Nothing Left Of Me. I’m Like

Do Thou Smile Like The Rose At Loss And Gain; For The Rose, Though Its Petals Be Torn Asunder, Still Smiles On, And It Is Never Cast Down.

There Is Hope After Despair And Many Suns After Darkness.

Doing As Others Told Me, I Was Blind. Coming When Others Called Me, I Was Lost. Then I Left Everyone, Myself As Well. Then I Found Everyone, Myself As Well.

Every Midwife Knows That Not Until A Mother’s Womb Softens From The Pain Of Labor Will A Way Unfold And The Infant Find That Opening To Be Born. Oh Friend! There Is Treasure In Your Heart, It Is Heavy With Child. Listen. All The Awakened Ones, Like Trusted Midwives Are Saying, 'welcome This Pain. It Opens The Dark Passage Of Grace.

Love Cannot Be Learned Or Taught. Love Comes As Grace.