The labyrinth gift

I found this poem left as a prayer at the center of the labyrinth. I memorized it before walking out so that I could share it with you. The tenderness of the speaker’s pain is what seems to firm her resolve to appreciate all the experiences life has to offer. Rather than sulking back into the undefined comfort of miserable darkness, she feels joy and grief with passionate awareness and a love of being alive.

~ I would rather live this pain,

Than die that numb.

I would rather cry with courage

Than remain steadfast as a coward.

I would rather my heart rip to shreds

Than remain whole and untouched. ~





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