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Trust The Journey

She knows amazing will be there soon
As she takes a moment to gaze at the moon
The flickering stars, miracles in the dark
Just like the hope sparkling in her heart

Watching the wind sway through the trees
Courage ignited by the touch of the breeze
Although it’s so cold she can see her breath
She knows the best hasn’t arrived just yet

She reminds herself how far she’s come
Having travelled so far, alone so long
Roads filled with dips, potholes and bends
Long roads of heartache, pain and dead ends

But there’s something in the air tonight
Maybe it’s the stars, breeze or moonlight
A realization takes over, serene and calming
Transfixed admiration in her surroundings

Something about the night restores her faith
Faith in herself and trust in her strength
A belief in her journey and in God’s plan
When amazing arrives, she’ll understand.

  • The Dalema. February 13, 2017.
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When Life Gives You Lemons

This isn’t holding on
This isn’t letting go
It’s lingering in a place
Of nothing but unknowns

It’s not a place of healing
Or a place of pain
There aren’t conversations
Of all the ‘could-have-beens’

The sun doesn’t live here
But neither does the moon
It’s not a place for love
Or those we’ve lost too soon

No colors painted on the wall
There aren’t any exits
There’s no laughter in the background
All you hear is silence

It’s not a place for sorrow
There aren’t any memories
This place where I’ve been living –
They call it ‘Empty’.

  • The Dalema. January 31, 2017.
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Two-Dimensional Silhouette 

That’s exactly why it didn’t work.

You don’t fall in love. You walk to it.
Hand in hand, eyes wide open.
You talk about the path you’re taking.
You trust the person to walk the path with you.

And you walk in – together.
Side by side. Hand in hand.
Eyes. Wide. Open.
One chosen step at a time – together.

Otherwise, you’re just walking alone –
following like a shadow.
A shadow they don’t even see.

Shadows fall and shadows fade.
Love walks and never alone.

  • The Dalema. January 16, 2017.
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Temporary

Happiness, hope, grief or pain
The people, the places, weakness or strength
Reality, reflection, optimism or imaginary –
Everything,
Everything,
Everything is temporary.

  • The Dalema. January 10, 2017.

© Photo credit Brittany Hensel Photography

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Time Marches On

Moments away from the end,
the beginning of all the pain
Minutes away from losing
all the love we ever made
Seconds away from the silence
that’ll cut deeper than a knife
It’s time for me to tell you
I’m walking out of your life

Moments away from a change
that we can’t ever change back
Minutes away from falling
out of a love you no longer have
Seconds away from the laughter
that hides your initial shock
It’s time for me to love myself
for all the reasons you could not

Moments away from losing me,
you won’t fight for me to stay
Minutes away from saying
the words I never thought I’d say
Seconds away from leaving
the life I fought to build behind
It’s time you see you waited too long –
now we’re out of time.

  • The Dalema. February 2, 2009.
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