She slouches her shoulders

unconsciously protecting her heart

but it only creates an aching knot

near her scapula.


She knows it’s futile

that there is no protection out here

with waves crashing all about.

Just the slow grind

of pain chasing pleasure.


She sees that she must

swim into the only safe place,

beyond time and space

that quiet cove of Love.


And so she calls

to the Redeemer

the One sent

to guide her Home.


In that Radiance, she knows—

no protection necessary

no slouching shoulders,

for all is a great love ocean.


No harm, nor heartache

can come to the eternal one

for all is she

and she is Thee.

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