I suppose I am
one of the lucky ones.
I got a heart that was loved
from the beginning –
despite imperfect parents,
with broken hearts of their own.
I knew from the beginning
that I was loved.
That is huge.
My heart had a grounding –
an ontological gift,
an understanding that
no matter what,
it was worthy of affection.
That grounding
has been my strength.
It has lifted me above the long
and bumpy road by
connecting me
to the Divine.
A kind of safety ladder…
Through many seasons of lack
and longing
have I arrived
finally
to a place of fullness –
even bursting!
I have been filled up
and pried open
with the gentle tool
of growing awareness
of what a heart can be –
what a heart can do.
This is my heart:
open and ready –
stretching to you.
Free!
Take and seal it.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2017
Becoming and Beholding 