Nat's Buzz

 

You called today

I was beat up – body exhausted, mind unstable, spirit low.

You had a way to win the battle, not the war – the battle.

“Here’s the plan,” You declared.

My spirit resisted, too tired to do the work.

“Be strong!” You urged.

My spirit resisted, too hardened to care.

“Pick up the pieces… keep moving,” You implored.

My spirit resisted, too hurt by the past.

“It will get better,” You encouraged.

My spirit resisted, too angry to see clearly.

“Forgive,” You reminded.

My spirit resisted, too raw and broken to tend the wound.

You … cried, a river of healing reaching the depths of my being.

“Rest,” said my spirit.

“Rest.

Tomorrow

Fight again.”

 

 

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