Survival Of The Nurtured

Come

Let me care for you

Let me nourish the quiet ache

The tender, frayed edges

That you’ve ignored for too long

Let me help you

To slow down

To tend to your self

And soothe the pulse of urgency

The restless hum beneath your skin

Let me help you

Take refuge in silence

Where your breath can deepen

And the world can soften

Let me help you

To come back to your senses

To the earth’s scent

After the rain

To the warmth

Of your beloved’s touch

To the electric hum

Of your aliveness

Let me help you

To be juicy

Not dry with striving

Brittle and parched

Or scattered to the winds

Let me help you

To feel grounded

Not airy

Alive

Not numb

Will we choose to thrive

Instead of survive

By choosing to nurture

To root

To replenish

And to flow 

With the fullness of life

By Tanya Cameron