Therapy Bits

My thanks to Fandango for the prompt word, which is protect!

FOWC With Fandango — Protect – Facts, Fictions & Fantasies

Here is my offering.

In the quiet corners of the mind,

the past whispers,

a tapestry woven of innocence and trauma,

threads pulled tight, frozen,

yet still it dances in the shadows,

a haunting waltz of joy and pain.

We gather the pieces, protectors of our own tender selves,

mending the fractures with careful hands,

learning to cradle our sorrows,

to carry the weight of challenges,

as we step boldly into recovery,

a resurgence of the spirit,

shrouded in the fractals of fear.

Hope glimmers, a fragile light,

piercing through the darkness,

reminding us that even in the depths,

the soul can unfurl—

find its rhythm again,

a heartbeat pulsing in sync

with the unfurling dawn.

We rise, tall like wildflowers,

from the cracks in the pavement,

the echoes of yesterday fade

but linger still,

like an old song replayed,

a melody that teaches us

to hold onto both shadows and brightness,

to embrace the duality of our journey.

And so we dance,

not in defiance of our scars,

but in celebration,

of the light we have found—

resilient, unyielding,

a chorus of hope reverberating,

as we step,

ever forward,

into the vast expanse of possibility.