Compassion is like
Charity-begins at home
In and to oneself.
But none mention that
Compassion to oneself is
The hardest of all
Insecurity
Is an ever renewing,
Never-dying weed
Insecurity
Engulfs kindness and spits up
Pure self-vitriol
Let go, let go, of
The urge to cut myself with
Knife-like, blade sharp words
Let go, let go, of
The need to defend, or
Attempt to "Improve"
My inner core's steel
My outer self forgets and
Yearns for better frills
A better me is
Just me, as I am now.
Accept, embrace me.
Be still, my mind and
Allow the kindness to flow through
To heal and strengthen.
1 comment:
Deep! but we so need this, more so as women in India.
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