This Day

Feeling the pain

How do I translate this?
The tears provide a release
I breathe

Restless
I ask for help
What more can I do?
Just breathe

Letting go
I surrender
This day has passed
Deep breath

Reflection

I grieve for the days of jumping, skipping, hopping and flipping

I live for the days of forging berries, bathing in the sun, writing poetry and singing songs 

We must not close all our doors Just because one has closed

We are human beings full of infinite potential 

Transition is a slow and difficult process but what shows itself to us is meant to be there 

Time to stop longing for what was and to start embracing the new, the different,  the uncomfortable.