Journal Me

You hold your life in the palms of your hand,

events, emotions, hopes and dreams

buried between the pages of your journal.

And while I understand the need

for a safe and silent place,

I wonder whether it's just that.

And if there's more,

I'd love to be that place,

once in while at least.

In the meantime I remain

hoping that your trusted journal

loves you enough to reflect

the miracle and beauty of who you are.

~ by spasmicallyperfect on April 12, 2006.