My soul is moved by all his honesty
And memories of gifts his eyes have brought
And though I see the care he offers me
My heart is caged by what my past has wrought
I revel in the depth of his regard
It makes me want to strive to learn and live
When choosing to continue is... so hard
Will he be happy with what I can give?
If I could open up and be replete
With all that lives between us, heart and soul
The circle would remain yet incomplete
For even what he is won't make me whole
I strive to heal, to be complete for *me*
To open up that cage, and thus be free
Offered by one who has gone through such lessons before. Thank you for sharing the visions you have of the shards within your own heart.
Light and laughter,