Healing is like a spiral,
Never a straight line,
You feel like this Path has no end and just a little respite would be nice.
Onward and upward,
Holding onto the hope that,
That speck of light will lead you out of this stifling darkness,
Into fresh air and sunlight.
Slowly unfurling your life,
like a Koru,
Pushing you,
Uncomfortably past all your boundaries and safe havens.
It hurts,
It’s a labour,
It’s hard work,
It’s the birthing of the new You.
Unrecognisable to your own eyes,
Scarred with wounds,
Like beautiful Tattoos,
Reminding you that like the Koru,
Endings are Beginning’s too.
Nostalgic Wanderings
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