Guest guest Posted September 2, 2007 Report Share Posted September 2, 2007 Sweet Sweet Stefanie, This poem was so beautiful. Especially since I know it came from your heart! It takes a HUGE person with a HUGE heart to forgive such hurt and abuse. I sometimes find it hard to forgive tiny, petty hurts. I am learning so much from you. Thank you for sharing so much of yourself. Much love to you, > > > Hello my family. There's been some heavy conversations about forgiving > ourselves, and moving on from people who have hurt us. I wanted to share > this poem with you all in hopes that it might help some of you. I wrote > this for my step-father. > > > > A Fork in the Road > > You've controlled me, > > and you abused me. > > You've made me the color red. > > You washed me to the color white. > > I see a hurt deep in your eyes. > > There's nothing I can do for you. > > I create myself as the color violet, > > a free flame of transfiguration! > > A judgeless being of experience. > > An example as a fork in the road. > > A despised inspiration. > > I cry for your pain > > But am in no way bound > > by your side. > > > > Control is an illusion. A manifestation of fear and pain. > > > > I love you all! > > -Stefanie > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 3, 2007 Report Share Posted September 3, 2007 -don't answer email virus Sorru- In , " Stefanie " <diddiejar@...> wrote: > > > Hello my family. There's been some heavy conversations about forgiving > ourselves, and moving on from people who have hurt us. I wanted to share > this poem with you all in hopes that it might help some of you. I wrote > this for my step-father. > > > > A Fork in the Road > > You've controlled me, > > and you abused me. > > You've made me the color red. > > You washed me to the color white. > > I see a hurt deep in your eyes. > > There's nothing I can do for you. > > I create myself as the color violet, > > a free flame of transfiguration! > > A judgeless being of experience. > > An example as a fork in the road. > > A despised inspiration. > > I cry for your pain > > But am in no way bound > > by your side. > > > > Control is an illusion. A manifestation of fear and pain. > > > > I love you all! > > -Stefanie > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 4, 2007 Report Share Posted September 4, 2007 That is so Beautiful !! I praise your Healing !!!! Blessed Be AnastasiaStefanie <diddiejar@...> wrote: Hello my family. There's been some heavy conversations about forgiving ourselves, and moving on from people who have hurt us. I wanted to share this poem with you all in hopes that it might help some of you. I wrote this for my step-father. A Fork in the Road You've controlled me, and you abused me. You've made me the color red. You washed me to the color white. I see a hurt deep in your eyes. There's nothing I can do for you. I create myself as the color violet, a free flame of transfiguration! A judgeless being of experience. An example as a fork in the road. A despised inspiration. I cry for your pain But am in no way bound by your side. Control is an illusion. A manifestation of fear and pain. I love you all! -Stefanie Anastasia Be a better Globetrotter. Get better travel answers from someone who knows. Answers - Check it out. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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