Being Empathic- (a poem)

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Empathic๐ŸŒฑโฃ

๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆโœจโฃ

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too sensitive. Too emotional, too dramatic, too much & yes all at once.โฃ

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I feel deeply. I feel freely. I feel you & I feel me within this deep sea. โฃ

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I can feel the collective, the earth, the cosmos. I can feel beyond the trees, beyond the silhouette, beyond the veil. I feel the beat. โฃ

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I feel the discomforts, the shifts happening between you and me. โฃ

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The space between. The thoughts projecting like a screen in this field, creating a movie scene. โฃ

Itโ€™s a push and pull a constant dance. To keep this dance in flow, you must first know how it goes….โฃ

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the dance is not what you see itโ€™s how you feel. The vibration behind the beat. The energy that rises from the feet, so donโ€™t you dare take that seat.

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Close your eyes, feel the beat, itโ€™s in your heart.โฃ

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Yet, you keep your eyes open, too scared to trust, too scared to feel & flow, so as you pull me closer to you, you stumble on my toes.โฃ

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As I feel the sharp pains of each step, I pull back.โฃ

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I drift away. Swaying back and forth to the beat of the rhythm that pulses through my soul. โฃ

And as I continue to dance in the rain or the snow, I feel deeply, deeply in Love โฃ

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Light ๐Ÿ•ฏ

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