See Me Whole

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See Me Whole

People overthink before they finish a blink
Thinking about how to upgrade so feelings won’t fade
The grass isn’t greener on the other side
It’s green where the water hits the soul inside

Real love slowly grows where comfortable patience goes.
It builds by showing up and being there
It’s something to work at and through, hand in hand
How quickly people are let go, I’ll never understand

Everyone rushes to a finish line, plucking fruit off a vine
I won’t settle for what doesn’t water my soul
Before its ripped season
Without a meaningful reason

Everyone’s trying to live up to an ideal that doesn’t feel real.
I’d rather lie on hot coal than settle in my soul
About what creates a real  connection
Without looking for  perfection

I don’t want to guess or settle for less
I want something real that I don’t have to question.
When you see my soul,
You’ll see me whole

S. Ambrose, 2022

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