Wishing for a Seven-Year Peace

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#1: Grief for a Seven-Year Lie
#2: Forgiveness for a Seven-Year Mistake

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Whether lie or mistake,
What is to come next from this
Long falsehood?

Will it pass me by of its own accord, fading quietly into dusk
And take some of these scars away with it?
Or will it cling to me and force me to fight it
To rip and tear it away to finally be free from it?

However they leave me
When the past seven years have finally gone
Far away into the past where they belong
What will the next seven hold?

Armed with new knowledge
Will I be tempered in the crucible
Of this cutting new awareness,
Maybe even sharpened to a razor’s edge?
Or instead will I be melted down and reforged
In an entirely new shape,
Maybe even unrecognizable to myself?

Will I finally learn when
And how to let down the mask
Versus when to keep it rigidly in place?

Will those at my side today
Remain with me?
Will they still hold as much love for me
Going forward as they do today?

Today I make a wish
Petrifying it in my mind
Infusing my entire being with it
So that future thoughts and actions
May press it forward into manifestation

Today I make a wish
For the next seven years:

Please
Let me learn how to be true
Let me learn how to be known
Let me learn how to be connected
Let me know my own mind
Let those at my side today
Love me at least as much as the most they ever have
And let me going forward
Remember my past, dead self with compassion
And love my new self more than I ever have

November 5, 2024