“Can I tell you what I hear?”
my friend asks
my heart swells at the considerate mirroring that is about to happen
she speaks to my metamorphosis
that way that I have stretched
that, she says is called expansion
but it’s the compassion that seeps out as she holds my confused little heart
the art of friendship
blossoming right here as we walk
as the tight in my chest eases
the part that freezes inside
at the fear of being dropped
too much
misunderstood
thaws
and I stand in awe
at the care held in this one walk
in that one question
from these friends
who speak to the broken inside
and send hope and love and a full body feeling of
“you are not alone”
that I feel in my bones
as it heals the confession of my confusion
the medicine of friendship
in her soul filled question.
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