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The Grace of Forgiving Yourself [a poem]

You are allowed to forgive yourself.

One day, perhaps, you will remember the person you once were
without sorrow laying claim to the memory.

You will see how little they knew,
how much they carried in the silence of their uncertainty,
how earnestly they sought their way
by the imperfect light of what they understood.
You will remember the choices you would now make differently,
the words you would soften with the wisdom of hindsight,
the moments you would meet with greater tenderness.
Yet remembrance will no longer be confined to regret.
You will discern the longing beneath the missteps,
the vulnerability concealed within conviction,
the quiet courage of a heart
still learning what it meant to be human.

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You Are Allowed to Choose Peace [a poem]

You are allowed to choose peace.

Not because uncertainty has vanished,
nor because sorrow has released every question,
but because the heart was never meant
to live forever at odds with itself.

You are allowed to believe in gentleness,
to welcome what does not wound in order to deepen,
what does not require unrest
to prove its meaning,
what arrives softly
and still possesses weight.

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The Beauty You Have Yet to Know [a poem]

Somewhere beyond the reach of your present knowing
are things that will one day become beloved.

A song you have never heard
may someday belong so completely to a certain hour
that its first notes return you there at once.
A street you have never walked
may grow familiar beneath your feet.
There are rooms you have yet to enter
where, in time, you may feel entirely at home.

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