the deepest wounds

are my dearest friends

they follow me through till the end..

Teaching me, showing me, guiding me on..

With each gash

I learn me strong

cherishing the wrongs, the hurts, the pain

All of life is mine to gain..

I may be wiser, maybe I’m not

but I’m open to live..

pliable, limber

wanting to give

twisting and turning with all there is..

I’ve soaked it all up

abundant and full..

Life slips in

carves us to win..

the scars are my beauty

time will tell

I wear them well..

walk with me

talk with me

hold my hand

the privilege is yours to

know where I stand..