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  • Writer's pictureZoë Atkinson Fiennes

It's Time

Let me lay down these sorrows,

in the hearth of the world.

But let them burn tenderly; crackling in the belly of transformative fires.

May hope and trust now billow my sails,

as my ship crosses new seas, harbouring to love and safety.

On the perfumed breeze my song ripples in the shallows,

There is no more fear, for there are no more shadows.

I have cast off, what once weighed so heavily on my heart.

This pure, blessed and courageous heart.

It's time to be free.


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