She Let Go – by Safire Rose

A poem by Safire Rose

She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.

She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.

She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.

She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.

No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.

In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.

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She was reminded of personal touch

She looks back and remembers the hold he had on her

Truth be told she liked it

Just a bit surprising to her

Weeks later

She has and still is renewing a promise she made to the One who loved her first

It’s late night and she wants something she hasn’t had and two weeks

It is more than two weeks ago when she shared willingly

Without resistance

She waits on the One who loved her first

To help her through this time

To help her through her desires

Why awaken love until it is time

But

When is it time to awaken love

Memories

Memories

Ones that I’m no longer upset about

Ones that I’m able to smile about

I remember

Now I am okay

Now I am not sad

Frustrated or angry

It’s true

I’m alright

They say I am free now

[heard songs from Bob Marley playing in the subway station.]

Still Linger

Though you’re not here
Your kisses still linger

Anyways,
So I watched a movie out in theaters now titled Far From The Madding Crowd.  I’m still not sure about a movie title such as that one, but from it my boyfriend and I agree that love is dramatic.

Even God’s love. Because while we were still sinners Christ died for us. But God is love and to us His love  is big, dramatic and out of this world!
But to You Lord I wonder, is it just love?
Just love. Love as You know it.

Also had great pizza: a regular slice and a basil slice in Kew Gardens at Dinys.

Follow Up: When Two Become One

I just posted a poem about when two people become one in marriage. Sure, people become one by having sex with whomever and whenever they want, but that is not what l’m talking about here.

The poem was written when I really thought about all the changes that happen to two individuals once they commit to marriage. Being unmarried, my point of view comes from taking notice of those who are. So yeah, I’m not married, yet, but would like to be. The timing and everything else I pray about and leave in God’s hands.

Anyway, since I’m not married yet, I’d like to hear from those of you who are. 🙂

If you are married, what thoughts would you add to the poem? (No worries, it doesn’t have to be poetic. 🙂 )

If you’d like to share, what were your experiences while being with the one you are married to before you were married?

Is there anything note worthy about the times you and your, now, spouse discussed about or during your first few years of marriage?

When Two Become One

Two who were once strangers
Now live together in a home
Just the two, who have become friends Then companions
Now they are one,
United

Together they bring with them old traditions
Over time they will make new traditions To mix with the old
They bring with them
All they have learned from where they We’re before

They are no longer strangers
They are…

Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh. Genesis 2:24