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I am peace.
I know you well.
You are never too far from me.
Reach out your hand,
and on you I will land,
ever so gently,
with grace and beauty
I give you power.
Take it from me!
Don’t worry, I’ll never run out.
I’m not made like that.
If you ever discover me
sitting somewhere by myself,
I am not lost,
but simply waiting to be found.
From the starry skies above
to the sands of the sea,
I am your strength,
and the powers that be.
Take hold of me, and I am yours
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If you liked this poem, check out my latest edition of the book I wrote twenty years ago called The Gift of a Rose: Witness to a Transformation.” It is a compilation of prose and some meditation I wrote as I was going through my experience as a metastatic breast cancer survivor. Let me know what you think!