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A Soulful Poem about Life and the Beauty of Being Here, Together

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A Soulful Poem about Life and the Beauty of Being Here, Together

If you want to *feel* like your life is one big miracle, read this poem about life. It's about you, and that place where you feel like everything is as it's meant to be. It'll remind you that you can be at home, wherever you find yourself. Because you're the whole universe, right here. What an incredible thing.

“We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.” – Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

I Am Walking Home in Gratitude: A Poem about Life as It Is, and as It Can Be

For the blue of the sky, and

The stretch of the sea.

For you and for me.

I am grateful for this life

As I live it.

Thank you for blessing me.

 

For the rain pouring down, and

The sweet summer breeze.

For the winter in its restful state,

For the clean slate of spring, and

The dancing leaves of fall:

I am grateful for it all.

 

For the magic, and even

The misery—

A kaleidoscope of a heart.

How blessed I still am

To feel the beating of this heart.

It all dances together, like

The ends of a halo,

Because it doesn’t know how to be

Apart.

Life cannot separate

Itself.

 

I am grateful

To the lonely night, because

I have known it well.

I still know that it’s not

In the darkness

That I am bound to dwell:

That is not home,

Not my true resting place.

There is a place inside my heart, and

It speaks clearly in stillness

Of a familiar face.

 

If you listen closely,

The storm whispers

Of a breeze, and

It softly speaks

Of crashing waves,

Who kiss the shore

And speak

Of a new day—

A day no more like the ones I’ve seen.

 

This circle we know

Weaves through one soul.

There might be more to life than

Life as we know it.

Together we are part

Of a story so blessed,

So old,

So new like a spring

After a winter’s cold.

This is a circle.

Deep down, we know.

 

There is a home

We beg to remember,

Like embers of a fire

That never did stop flickering.

There is a forgotten place,

But a place still burning and

Still alive:

It’s inside.

Maybe we just lost our way.

Maybe we’re on our way

Back home.

Each step we take with grace

Is like a sparkling reminder of

What we can bring to this place—

A murmuring of the soul.

 

What if we gave up the fight and

Honored the differences we see?

Perhaps we’d find this place to be the

Perfect combination of

All the variations

We longed to be.

When we are grateful

For each other, and

For this journey of a lifetime,

We will finally see:

We’re on our way home, so

We can walk in peace.

. . .

Tell me:

Which part of this poem is your favorite?

Tell me in the comments. I read every single one, and I'd love to know!

With love,

Jen

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P.S. Want to celebrate this season with something you can hold? Go visit my shop for prints of handwritten poems and other words of hope and heart. If you ever forget what a gift it is to be here at all, you'll have something to remind you. Something to hold on to.

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