I have a sister in me. A twin.
I never saw her before today.
She looks just like me. Spitting image.
But she’s wiser, less impulsive.
Kind smile, no judgement.
She hugs me and says, “It’s all going to be okay,
don’t get hung up on the past, it doesn’t matter anymore, really”.
No words leave her mouth, but I can translate.
I can read her mind because we’re the same.
Sometimes it just takes some deep thought and concentration
to break through our own mental, metal barriers
unknowingly created by ourselves
to protect and survive.
Although sometimes shields are double-edged swords in disguise.
If you just let it happen, it’s not that hard to
pull it out of the stone.
Roe Knows Best 