Tread softly..

the pain, the hurt

it all subsides

only goodness now resides..

the stones no longer in her head

the stones no longer make her bed

those words are full of life instead

so vibrant in their deathbed..

Something’s lost when something’s gained

every space in her heart remains..

No divide.. plenty of space to slide with all the love inside..

Set free from condemnation

Being lost was worth the coming home..

tread softly as you go-

it’s her bones that made you whole..