Chances are
I've held your heart in my own
Because I've loved it
Maybe more than you have
And I've wept over its' beauty
Seen its' value
Felt its' beating cry
And wanted to make it whole
I've known the futility
Of my actions
Yet tried
Awakening to my patterns
Yet being so filled with the hoping of it all
That I have held your heart again.
Do you know
I've had to ever so gently
Give it back to you
And then do it again
And sometimes I've had to lay it on the floor in front of you
And walk away
Bleeding?
I'm sorry
I thought I was more than I am
I thought,
Well it doesn't matter.
But you are enough
And you are able to hold your own heart
Just as gently
Awakening to your own beauty
And feeling your own beating cry
And answering the call.
This is breathtaking
ReplyDelete