Random Seed

Insatiable Need

No Self Worth

Constant Running

From the inner Conundrum

Bed to Bed

All the “Things” Left

Unsaid.

Praying Deeply

Ignoring the Answer.

Signs and Synchronicities

Every Day

Shoved Away

Into the Mist.

Finding Oneself

In the Stranger’s Kiss

Craving a Deep Love

Ran From 

Long Ago.

Running from Self

To Find Adventure.

Running On Empty

Ignoring the Full.

Tides and Timing

They Say.

You Conjured a 

Miracle

That Others Cannot.

Running from 

Shore to Shore.

Store to Store. 

Leap Off

Every Cliff

Trusting the Wings

Will Grow

And they Always Do.

Still Left Empty

Seeking Seeking

You Asked God 

For this Miracle

And Once it Came

You Ran Away

Far Far Away.

Not from a Person

Or a Thing

But From What You 

For So Long Craved

And had tasted.

What you have 

Come to Know 

Existed In You. 

Then One Day She Held Still. She Put her Knees to Her Chest and Held Still in a Deep Sleep Alone, and a Dark Night of the Soul that seemed to last for years. She cried it all out. Died it all out. Ran it all out. Laid in the Pain. Felt the ALL that it became. And when she sat up and looked around the forest floor. The trees spoke to her, it is time for you to have a nest. We will bring you one. And a nest they brought. In this nest she cried some more but for very different reasons. She went into fear, depression and survival but for very different reasons. This time she was not running, she was facing her shadow. And feeling to the core. She thought it would never end and though it still lingers, she has found her smile, found her self worth, and no longer runs from shore to shore, door to door seeking without what was always within. She no longer seeks validations and worth from a stranger's eyes, or wanting touch. She had found what was there all along, had she been able to stop running and sit in the pain long enough to let it emerge.