My Muse
Heat….cold…fear… panic…a racing heartbeat,
Calm…warmth…comfort….a stabilized heartbeat,
My feelings have become like the four seasons;
Coming and going all in one moment within one day
At times my feet are locked in cement
At times my feet are afloat on a rising cloud
Some days I wake up with dread
Others days I wake up with hope
I see myself laughing with him
I also see myself mulling over memories of him
Memories of what once was
Memories of what we thought it would be
But now, I have learnt the beauty of true acceptance
To replace the desire to protest or change the situation
With the desire to make it my muse and accept it wholeheartedly
(Courtesy M.M).
Every woman today 
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