A Life Beacon
my breasts are out
Look at this life and I see what I've made the games I played-- I won. I won the prize of peace and pleasure seeps from the edge is where I've always been my breasts are out like beacons with light how much I did fight to win when it only simply took a surrender a fascination of tender truth finds me life lets me live it.
I heard a quote once, “nothing in this life can be forced— only allowed.”
And that sticks with me. It sticks to me.
We can not fight for peace.
We can only surrender to it.
No matter the content playing out in our lives.
Peace is in the context. It’s our choice, always and forever.
And the ironic secret and weep-worthy beauty of it, is that it’s effortless.
Do not force— allow.
Blessed be.
-Hunni B
This is an original, unpublished poem by Hunni Bloom.
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