Heartache after heartache
Washing over me
The recurring ones
deepening the ones new to me
While my heart longs to be free
Of living with regret or pain in me
It is those lessons which seed the depth to see
But yet every day a struggle to let go of what is and isn't meant to be
To just breathe
and live in peace
Allowing being in ease
In equilibrium with the waves caressing me
Not there to torment me
with the time I spend waiting for the
While the gift given tossed away
Even when seen
why held at bay?
Man and woman scared everyday
Conditioned even more to run
rather then towards, away
People like bedsheets
Exchanged in a twisted game
One more used then the other
Replaced by ones safe and not a threat to bother
the Rythm one is stagnated and shielded in
The fortress build to protect the soul rather then a vessel to hold.
To form a stream, a lake, an ocean, the sky and the Earth, open to receive
what could make life worthwhile to conceive
But instead the bedsheets given in life's dowry.
In thought that something better, more
could come your way
Instead of treasuring and carefully washing, mending the fabric,
Which could endure and rejoice to carry and give to you everyday
Not washed again by a tender hand
Able to comprehend the value lying at hand.
If not known or even if known,
that which is able to love, support and care for you
Instead Torn apart or stained
Too scared to surrender and to commit
But rather adding fame
to societies game of shame.
Not tenderly washed and cradled
for Skin on skin to caress again
To be honoured
held in an embrace of infinity
where one always meets;
The love which nurtures you
through and through
Instead the memories and gifts
The most intimate held at bay.
Blocked to return one day, destined to decay.
what is and is not meant to be.
Just the pain in my soul the ridicule
The pain that you did not want me.
While you are the most precious to me
I a gift not wanted by the
Instead tossed in the sea
Exposed to the waves washing over me
Curing the anger about humanity.
Till in one haven I will land
Softer to the touch through the elements of life and memory
Radiating like a slumbering Jewel inside a rock
Waiting for you to be caressing me
Giving me the opportunity
To be the fundament I was born to be