when we have the privilege of hearing the truth of someone's experience
then we are more likely to really see the bold spring crocus
it is the sacredness of this moment that is the key to freedom
one cannot force the flower to bloom any faster than it will
we can only express gratitude for the beauty that unfolds
some tend to do away with things that are slightly damaged
often people too are treated this way
when we dismiss people because of their apparent woundedness
we stunt their lives by ignoring their gifts
which are often buried in their wounds
we all are bruised reeds
whether our bruises are visible or not
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