The Boat

An intimate reflection on healing and the vulnerability of relationships. In this poem, Renee takes us on a journey returning to a hopeful heart. Poetry can move us and stir our hearts. Take a pause before you listen to prepare. Take a long, slow breath and remind yourself that you are home.

Transcript

The boat.

Still afloat,

Barely seen,

I drift towards distant shores,

For my love is waiting there.

This heart awakens and I wait.

I wait and sit with this uncertainty.

I pray,

I hope,

I bleed.

The wounds reopen,

The heart wounds.

What is this love that cracks me open?

Is it the love of God or the love of a man?

There are tender parts that need to reintegrate for wholeness.

Will you wait,

My love?

Will my heart heal?

I won't believe these fears that hold me back.

Still afloat,

Barely seen,

I drift towards your shores,

Alone in this boat.

My friend,

I hope to talk with you again.

If hearts wait,

If love speaks,

And if forgiveness is yours,

Our hearts are the same,

And yes,

Love rises.

Reviews

Beautiful. 'And love rises' going to keep that in my wisdom bits notebook.
Namaste 🙏