The Healing Power of Poetry: Exploring 'Feel What You Need to, To Heal Your Soul' by Julie Jewels Smoot

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Feel What You Need to, To Heal Your Soul

In the quiet corners of the mind,

where shadows play like whispers,

there lies a tapestry woven,

of memories, dreams, and echoes,

each thread a heartbeat,

each knot a story nestled deep,

waiting for the dawn of understanding. 

To heal the soul, one must first listen,

not to the chaos of the world outside,

but to the gentle murmurs within,

the ancient tales that the heart knows,

like rivers carving paths through stone,

patient and persistent, enduring the storms. 

Shed the skin of silence,

let your voice rise like a flame,

brighter than the winter stars,

for in expression, there is power,

the alchemy of words transforming wounds

into wisdom, pearls born of grit and pain,

a necklace strung across the horizon

of personal truth. 

Feel what you need to,

unearth the emotions like buried treasures,

the joy that dances lightly on the surface,

the sorrow that anchors down like lead,

the anger that burns bright and fierce—

all reminders that you are alive,

a living canvas painted in vivid hues. 

And when tears spill like rain,

give yourself permission to drown in the downpour,

to taste the salt of life’s harder lessons;

each drop a cathartic release,

each ripple a chance to remember,

that even the fiercest storms pass,

leaving a clarity that only the brave experience,

the shimmering promise of a rainbow unfurling. 

As the sun dips low,

let the night enfold you like a warm blanket,

cradling the weariness of the day. 

In the stillness, feel the pulse of the universe,

a cosmic heartbeat that resonates

in the chambers of your being,

reminding you of your place

in the grand tapestry of existence. 

Breathe in the night air,

deep and cleansing,

let it fill your lungs with possibility,

for each breath is a chance to reset,

to realign with the rhythm of your soul,

to savor the sweetness of life

in all its forms—

the bitter, the sublime, the ordinary glow

of a sunbeam kissing your skin. 

Dance with your shadows,

they are not foes, but teachers,

whispering secrets that guide you home,

showing you the crevices of your heart

where fear has sown,

and joy has flourished, side by side,

like wildflowers in a forgotten field. 

Sit in stillness,

let the echoes of your heart speak,

not every voice demands to be loud,

some sing softly, like the flutter of wings,

or the rustle of leaves in a gentle breeze. 

Listen close, for they hold the keys

to the chambers of healing,

unlocking the doors to forgotten gardens

where love grows unencumbered. 

In the mirror of reflection,

ask yourself—

what colors have I painted my days with? 

Is there joy woven into the fabric? 

Is there acceptance in the seams? 

It is in this honest inquiry

that you may find the map,

the pathway leading back to yourself. 

Let gratitude bloom like a sunflower,

turning its face toward the sun,

for the simple gifts woven into your days,

the laughter shared with friends,

the cozy corners of your favorite café,

the quiet sunrises that kiss the horizon—

each a brushstroke on your canvas. 

Seek connection,

for in the embrace of others,

the heart finds solace,

the soul finds community. 

Share your stories, your burdens, your hopes,

find the threads that bind us together—

love’s universal language

that transcends the boundaries of the self. 

Feel what you need to,

the weight of expectation cast aside,

the freedom of authenticity blooming,

like a wildflower breaking through concrete,

daring to be seen, to be known,

to stand tall amidst a world

that often thrives on just the surface. 

Write your narrative,

ink your thoughts into existence,

pen the chapters of your life

in a journal that becomes a sacred space,

where words slip from your fingertips,

raw and real, without pretense,

and every line reveals the truth

that lies nestled in the folds of your heart. 

When storms rage and shadows loom,

embrace the duality of your spirit,

where light and dark dance an eternal waltz;

for healing is not linear,

it ebbs and flows like the tide,

sometimes crashing against the shore,

sometimes lapping softly like a caress,

reminding you that all is transient,

and within the chaos, there is order,

and in every ending, a new beginning. 

Allow yourself to wander,

to get lost in the labyrinth of your thoughts,

for within the maze lies the treasure—

the wisdom of self-discovery,

the courage to peel back the layers,

to unravel the knots that bind you

and in doing so,

you may find clarity shimmering in the haze. 

Feel the pulse of the earth beneath your feet,

find solace in the rustling leaves,

the gentle whispers of nature calling out,

for she is a healer, a nurturer,

a kindred spirit with arms wide open,

inviting you to be still,

to breathe in the sacredness of the moment. 

Remind yourself of the dreams

that once twinkled in the depths of your heart,

those flickering flames waiting to be rekindled,

for in nurturing your aspirations,

you allow your soul to sing,

to rise like a phoenix from the ashes,

to claim the spaces unique to you,

the offerings of your spirit. 

As time flows like a river,

gently onwards and forever,

know that healing is a dance,

a rhythm that unfolds with grace,

where every step is a recommitment,

to be tender with your heart,

to wrap it in kindness, in patience,

in light, in love. 

To feel what you need to,

to break free from the confines of fear,

to breathe life into the corners of your dreams,

to rise and swirl in the ballet of existence;

when the world asks you to quiet your song,

let your heart roar with the melody of living,

sing your truth into the winds of change. 

In every sunset, find the promise of tomorrow,

in every dawn, the birth of new opportunity,

for life weaves an intricate dance,

a choreography of experiences,

and in embracing them,

you may just find your spirit lifted,

your soul healed,

your heart wide open,

ready to embrace the beautiful chaos that is life. 

So feel what you need to,

let it wash over you like a cleansing rain,

let it cradle you in its arms,

and in the embrace of feeling,

know that the soul’s journey is a gift,

a tapestry continually unraveling,

with threads of healing intertwining,

in a celebration of life unstoppable,

of love, ever-timeless,

as it dances through the universe. 

Welcome the shadows, welcome the light,

for in the grand dance of existence,

it is the wholeness of your experience,

that leads you to the glorious revelation,

that you are enough,

that your soul radiates beauty,

and that healing, dear one,

is but a heartbeat away.