I Didn’t Rise I Softened

A poem about rest, surrender, and becoming without force

Dec 20, 20251 min read

I didn’t rise
I softened

I stopped gripping the future
like it owed me something

I stopped chasing signs
and they found me anyway

I learned that calm
is not the absence of movement
but the presence of trust

That silence can be holy
and rest can be brave

I didn’t rise
I rooted

And somehow
everything else followed

Love,

Michelle

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“The journey inward is the greatest journey you’ll ever take.”

Michelle Morera, Founder, MiloCamilo

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