Blooming in these bare mountains

A picture says many things;

A picture hides many things.

They say why are you exposing your vulnerability?

I say vulnerability is me.

Accept or leave please.

There is strength in my vulnerability;

Do not question it!

As there is courage in fear,

Smiles in tears,

Sunshine in winter mornings.

Healing is organic.

There is no right or left,

Straight or curved way.

To heal is to embrace your fears.

Be unapologetically vulnerable.

Be gentle,

Yet do not forget, this is not final.

Only beginning of the story.

The toxins will be washed away,

Slowly but surely.

Patience and my breath are my friends,

And as miraculous as healing can be

There are flowers still blooming in these bare mountains.

Till then, stay with me.

Photo courtesy: Nileema Khan