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Pain Within, Joy Without

Updated: Aug 29

I sit, holding myself

Trying to comfort

and find hope

to soothe the pain out of me

Pain and joy erupt from deep inside

enveloping waves that shake me

awake in my body

and what it's capable of

Reminded of my children

and the pain of their birth

the violence of the body to bring forth

And then the joy of holding them

somehow both part of

and separate from me

I sit, holding myself

with the same fear and wonder

as contractions of pain rip inside

I sit with a comforting thought

the belief that this pain will bear out

the same beauty and grace

This alone is how I hold the pain inside

while finding joy without


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