Don’t hide your eyes and cry soft one,
This is how you feel;
They do not grasp to say I am sorry,
To help the hurt to heal.
Cover up or ignore their actions, this is how some survive,
To them saying sorry is admitting they hurt you, they can’t see this with their eyes.
Waves of sorrow fills your heart, as you try to understand;
Why would someone get your hopes up – to leave you hardly standing?
Fear of losing all they have,
Fear of change;
Fear of starting over again,
Fear of feeling pain.
Fear is what makes some burn the trust – or choose to run away.
Still you pray.
In the hours of early morn, we hear your song of love.
In the sentient night, we hear your light shine.
In the stillness of Nature, we hear you asking for answers.
Some are stuck in a pattern, one they cannot shatter, a simple matter – yet they sit in the center of repeat.
This is part of the journey, this is why we reach.
Shift from belief, know the energy.
In the beautiful poems, the deep devotion, the sacred intention,
You ask for intervention, for mercy.
Once again we tried, once again we whispered and guided, but free will is blinding and must be honored.
We cannot interfere, with how some shut out what they hear.
Dear one, we know why you cry, allow the waters of life.
Lest no man judge, lest no man give false union.
What lay in the center of your heart, shines like a star.
We will guide the rest of your healing, keep feeling;
Trust all you are.
Brought here in love,
This will carry you home.