Fall Asleep in My Own Arms

~ A Poem by Soo Strong ~

The magnetic pull to come closer,

To listen inside,

To the softening and deepening,

Of a place that's ached for years

To have a life beyond fear.

This time, there's a calmness,

A spaciousness,

Where the warmth of my own listening

Is enough to bring trust and ease

To it's core, without wanting more.

Its endless capacity for nowness,

Open and Free,

For me to meet it and see

What is here when I'm near,

With its willingness and contraction.

It's ready to unfold without effort,

To be seen

And bathed in healing

Of the loving voice surrounding it, saying

'You've been through so much'

Which just melts the walls of resistance.

One waits a lifetime to be met

In the deepest places.

Someone, something to stop this inner conflict.

So when it comes, unexpectedly, wholesomely,

From years of weaving and releasing the pain and stories,

One's relief is tangible and alive.

Together we waited, me listening,

It unfolding

From its contracted state.

Years of holding, held in the throat,

Chest and shoulders.

Now enriched with new meaning,

There is in this moment

Only love, where once was hate.

My lens of patient, caring attention,

A slowness,

Allows all of me to fold lovingly into this

Welcoming space, and inner place of the

Deepest safety, never known, now growing,

Roots spreading.

The alchemy where past meets present

In love,

There's a shift, from myself as a stranger,

Always feeling in danger,

To a body that for now is home,

Where I'm safe to roam

In a way that's unknown.

For now there's still this gentle pull,

To rest with,

Deep in my chest and heart.

It rests back and lies safely

Like a sleeping cat.

The softness of safety

Feels I could fall asleep in my own arms.

I've waited a lifetime for this,

Bathed in the welcome of my own loving acceptance.