Self-Love, ii


Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?

But live I must, for now, so I'll contrive

To try things, to explore, to seek a guide

Or mentor to help lead me. I'm alive,

And thus there's hope, and so upwards I'll glide


T'wards better love, t'wards more, if e'er I may;

I'll build on what I learn. I'll try self-care

And cherish ev'ry triumph, ev'ry day,

Each day of self-love growing more aware.


I'll learn what I am good at, and take cheer

In bettering myself; and, if less good,

But vital to myself, I'll persevere

In baby steps, as any novice should.


I think this is a process, not a cure

That's instant. And in time, I might be sure.


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