The Crevice Where We Grow

A poem about creating a life

Beth Bruno
Nov 6 · 1 min read
Photo by Filipa Sofia Sampaio on Unsplash

This is all we have,
these sorrows
intertwined
with the joys,
the dark nights
followed by mornings.

Laughter and tears.
Anger and forgiveness.
Humiliations and glories.

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Beth Bruno

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Lifelong spiritual seeker with a desire to learn to live fully, love unreservedly, forgive completely and suck all the juice out of life.

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