Woodlights Woudlicht

Sometimes the heart aches
even when the soul has chosen rightly
not every sorrow is regret
some sadness is simply the old self
learning to let go
and somewhere between
the trembling and the truth
something quietly transforms
a boundary becomes a doorway
a no becomes a blessing
and the heart discovers
that it can remain soft
without leaving itself behind
sometimes the most beautiful magic
is simply this
to choose the truth
and still keep love in the heart
°Woodlights Woudlicht

To be here
to turn what has been given
into something that matters
to make meaning from loss
wisdom from experience
and light from what once felt dark
to become more fully ourselves
without forgetting one another
to take what is fragile and passing
and
for a little while
to be here to become
who we were quietly becoming
all along
not by leaving the world behind
but by giving something of ourselves to it
perhaps this is the mystery
we are not here
to keep what we are given
we are here
to transform it
and leave behind
a little more beauty
than we found
that makes being here
all the more worthwhile
°Woodlights Woudlicht

There is a light
that does not fear the dark
it was born before the dawn
before the first star
remembered how to shine
life may lead us
through forgotten kingdoms
through fire
through silence
through nights without a moon
still
the light remains
hidden beneath the ashes
sleeping beneath the ruins
waiting in the deepest chamber
of the heart
and when we rise
we do not return as we were
we return carrying stars
every wound becomes a doorway
every ending
a threshold
every darkness
a secret passage toward the light
a reminder of the ancient magic
of being alive
that the universe can scatter us
into a thousand pieces
and somehow
we become a constellation
so let the night come
let it be vast
let it take everything
that was never truly ours
for somewhere beyond the darkness
eternity is waiting
and we are still becoming
still reaching
still dreaming
still carrying within us
the impossible memory
that we were made of light
long before we knew
how to shine
°Woodlights Woudlicht

There is a loneliness
that has nothing to do
with being alone
it is the quiet ache
of carrying whole conversations
inside your heart
because you no longer know
who would truly understand them
perhaps that is the hardest part
the absence
of feeling deeply known
yet even loneliness
has something to teach
it strips away
until all that remains is you
the heart that feels deeply
also loves deeply
the soul that longs so fiercely
has not been forgotten
one day
someone will sit beside your silence
without trying to fill it
and for the first time
your loneliness
will realize
it was never asking
to be rescued
it was only asking
to be understood
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