… Yesterday
i spent the morning
tending my wounds
with the sun’s rays
and brushing through my scars
with sweet, honey like words.
I spent the afternoon
washing my sins away
with warm salt water.
I spent the evening
in the moonlight
soothing my mind
under its calm.
Later,
my mother asked me
what I did that day,
I told her,
‘I healed.
For my soul,
like flowers
needs tending too.’ – “Nurture , Nikita Gill –
PiYo Monday 8:00 am
Take Care,
William