November 4
Bride in a Bentley
Who determines your worth, the one who sets your ransom or
the one who pays it? Will you recognize
yourself once you have been bought and paid for? Will your life exist upon your return? How many times has the road and its
inhabitance taken me far from what I’ve known and extorted an exorbitant
remuneration for restoration? Redeemed
is what they call it when the price is met, yet this might not be the feeling
it evokes. Deliverance is never 100% and
reclamation is not always possible, so keep your mind free, but know your own
worth.
Count the fingers on one hand
*
TIMELY
Spent a minute to rub the sleep
Gently from your eyes.
Spend an hour smoothing lotion
From one end to the other.
Spend a week researching your goals
Dreams and hopes.
Spend a month routing energy
To a viable flow.
Spend a life living it
Your life is worth all the time you have
Take it.
Spent a minute to rub the sleep
Gently from your eyes.
Spend an hour smoothing lotion
From one end to the other.
Spend a week researching your goals
Dreams and hopes.
Spend a month routing energy
To a viable flow.
Spend a life living it
Your life is worth all the time you have
Take it.
You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to
Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault
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