Here is the mark
We will not cross
We will not falter
I will feel at a loss
It is a line
That is drawn in the sand
Forever vigilant
Forever manned
A line that is written
Marked there still
For many years
The tide does spill
A beach sand mark
Not to be weathered away
By sand, by tide
By night or by day
It has been crossed
By others before
But today I say
No forever more.
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A poem about marking your boundaries
Survivors often have problems with boundaries, and I wanted to write a poem about this aspect of healing.
2 comments:
HI Whitedove
Keepers are doing this very thing right now, setting boundaries not only as to what we will take for now on but also what we will give. It has taken us a long time to realize what ahealthy thing it is to do. Thank you for saying it so eloquently.
Keepers
http://www.keeperskorner.com
This poem is an issue keepers are still struggling with. Your poem says it so perfectly but until keepers get good at setting our own boundaries we feel inadequate to say anything except that you have a true gift in your ability to write.
peace and blessings
keepers
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