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I felt the oaks' embrace, The gentle acceptance Of their long branches, Brush over me tenderly And whisper in my ears, You are safe here You belong here. And my body relaxed And my fears surrendered, I felt held in kindness.
Was I an oak in a previous life? I feel a kindred connection With their twisted branches And amputated limbs, Scars of past hardships Of a life that knows suffering And has grown past it.
I find solace among the oaks I feel my sorrows echo theirs. The harsh winds of illness Have blown my life apart. Yet, spring will come, And green buds will appear Defiant, determined.
I find solace among the oaks I feel my pain has found a mate. I can open my heart to them And know it will be safe. They will listen to my distress With unremitting kindness And whisper back tenderly That, I too, can grow past this.
Sylvie is a breast cancer survivor, writer, consultant, and polymath. She writes a candid blog where she shares reflections on her cancer journey, and life beyond cancer. Through her writings, Sylvie invites readers to co-explore the pains, joys and mysteries of living this human life. You can follow her blog at www.sylvieleotin.com.
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