Hugging my Gestalt Psychotherapist Goodbye
I give you a candle
In exchange for switching on my inner flame
When I had no fuel
Left
Like a long legged Giraffe stuck in a hole
No way to climb out
You took out your psychic shuffle
Used the energy of the swirling dervishes
Careful not to dig too steep of a slope
Promising not re-traumatise me
I feared my legs wouldn’t be able for the climb
Turned out the way
You turned me back in the way
You helped my shadow dance
Like a Sufi Silhouette
Towards the sunlight
I wobbled lankily on all fours back to the surface
On solid ground now
I Go on
Tears
Turn to
Smiles
Turn to
Laughter
Turn to
Love.
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