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verOh, my love Twas not sanityLove knows Forgiveness and phantoms And the enduring weight Hearts existed in IndefinitelyUnder this ice I brace myself For how I may Burn up again in fire And capitulate desireThis poem is an ode to how seasons of life, particularly how hormones, can have us at their mercy. That in one moment we may seek ice, and the next we seek fire. That at once we may have steely emotions, and the next erupt like lava. No manual can prepare us for the multitudes of journeys our hearts, minds, and bodies will go on as we mature. What we found in love seems destined to change, this poems reflects on how this can challenge sanity.Love, LisaLisa is a Registered Clinical

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Counsellor currently developing a course on Identity- “Who Am I”, sifting through your own life to map out your authenticity.She is also a trained Equine Facilitated Wellness practitioner and is the co-founder of <a href="https://medium.com/humanity-academy">Humanity Academy</a> as well as a content creator, educator, artist, poet, mother, and lover of horses. Sometimes she still gets on colts, just for the heck of it.This piece of writing is intended for general knowledge and creative exploration. It should not be considered a substitute for professional medical advice, diagnosis, intervention or treatment. Please consult with your mental health professional or other qualified healthcare provider if you require care.</article></body>

A poetic exploration of going through changes

Under this ice I attempt to melt But the strength of The weather Has me outmatched

What sanity Guided me to Decisions filling heart

Oh, my love Twas not sanity

Love knows Temptation and fury And the stillness of Hearts marinated In hurt

What sanity Guided me to Committing forever

Oh, my love Twas not sanity

Love knows Forgiveness and phantoms And the enduring weight Hearts existed in Indefinitely

Under this ice I brace myself For how I may Burn up again in fire And capitulate desire

This poem is an ode to how seasons of life, particularly how hormones, can have us at their mercy. That in one moment we may seek ice, and the next we seek fire. That at once we may have steely emotions, and the next erupt like lava. No manual can prepare us for the multitudes of journeys our hearts, minds, and bodies will go on as we mature. What we found in love seems destined to change, this poems reflects on how this can challenge sanity.

Love, Lisa

Lisa is a Registered Clinical Counsellor currently developing a course on Identity- “Who Am I”, sifting through your own life to map out your authenticity.

She is also a trained Equine Facilitated Wellness practitioner and is the co-founder of Humanity Academy as well as a content creator, educator, artist, poet, mother, and lover of horses. Sometimes she still gets on colts, just for the heck of it.

This piece of writing is intended for general knowledge and creative exploration. It should not be considered a substitute for professional medical advice, diagnosis, intervention or treatment. Please consult with your mental health professional or other qualified healthcare provider if you require care.