Presence

The presence of peace
Spiritual, certainty that
I am meant to be here as I am.

I have become real.
My hand is my face and voice in the world.
The experience of the past has
created lines of care and work
Scars of joy and pain.

I am real. I trust.
I am my true self.
I have been lost,
I was violated,
Now I am healing.

I have become real.
My hand is my face and voice in the world.
The experience of the past has
created lines of care and work
Scars of joy and pain.

Hope of healing, spark of life
Creating growth, change, love
A star of hope and strength.

Gifts of courage are mine for today.
Reaching out, reaching in,
Quiet strength.

I feel the presence of a healing tear
Not weeping but understanding
and cleansing, joyous, nurturing.

The rose I have been given is
My beauty inside and out.

I do not need to be afraid of beauty.
Like the rose I am strong, delicate, fragrant
All shades of red to pure white.

Kim Moncur