Joan of Arc for you. Elizabeth I for me. 😉
I wrote this poem today, after talking to someone who knows me probably better than anyone else on the planet. I was telling her how I felt so down right now, how after all that’s happened in the past year my spirit felt crushed with grief. And well, she had some words for me about that.
Thank you for loving, supporting, and guiding me, and sometimes giving me a total shift in perspective! You are a light in my life and I’m so grateful for you. So grateful. Love you.
How I See You
I sit here, nursing my spirit
As I feel it, bruised by so many blows
I sense that it’s crushed, but a wise woman tells me:
You’re not crushed,
You’re a fucking hero
I see you burning so brightly
I see you strong and fighting
Yes, you’ve been beaten, but no, dear, not crushed
Your spirit is nothing if not shining
You’ve run a gauntlet of pain
You’ve been honest and vulnerable
You’ve faced grief and trauma
And forgiven the unforgiveable
Only heroes do that
Only heroes come back
Only heroes keep fighting
Only heroes know how
To use the gifts of darkness to move forward
To find those gifts in the first place
I see you stronger than ever
On the cusp of something great
Remember that you’ve done more than you ever thought possible
And you’ve got a whole new life to create
© Sarah Ann Henderson 2017
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. The righteous person may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all.
Psalm 34: 18-19
Let not your heart faint. Do not fear or panic or be in dread…for the Lord your God is he who goes with you to fight for you against your enemies, to give you the victory.
Deuteronomy 20: 3-4