Rest now, weary traveler.
Those jagged rocks over which your feet so bravely walked are now smoother,
for you have begun to create a path,
hands torn open from fighting and clawing their way up the mountainside.
Allow them to heal, ceasing their constant strain, so they may delicately and confidently hold the hand of another.
Heavy eyelids of one so determined to reach the goal, never lose sight of that deeply buried truth.
Invite in the darkness, no longer afraid of that intimate space within,
but finding contentment in its explored depths:
the labored breaths, the pounding heart.
Both are used to exerting themselves to the brink just to survive.
Inhale the sweet, abundant breath of life.
Inhale that which sustains you.
Inhale, effortlessly, the nourishment so craved by this beautiful vessel.
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