It was the whisper of the Maker to a heart that almost stopped beating.
So today
I'm starting to familiarize myself
with liberation-
it's like a sense of inner peace
and a sign towards happiness
that was so easy to acquire
yet so hard to be noticed,
and probably hard to maintain.
Each step brings back to my baby days:
a struggle at the first
successful inches of distance
with a temporary pain
I will likely forget when I get older,
or should I say moved farther.
It'd be so difficult,
probably impossible if it was me
even if I self-diagnosed to have
the patience, understanding,
and generosity
he couldn't acknowledge.
But it showed to be
the controlling, selfish,
and broken side of me
that should never have come to surface
or came face to face
with a person
who cannot offer me accountability.
Now I am truly patient
for I wait for the right time and for right people.
Now I am truly understanding
that imperfection stains both of us
and it makes fragile any expectations.
Now I am truly generous
in loving those who love me,
those who don't,
and those who can't be loved by the world.
This is free.
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