The Healing Poem by Lesa MRK

I live alone here with my broken heart.
At night I walk the halls of a lonely place-
Lost in a memory of my past,
And starving for a glimpse of my future.

My heart aches so deeply;
Over the years so many prayers spoken,
And the wind whispers your name,
As tears ceaselessly flow from sad, tired eyes.

Your name is carved upon broken pieces of my heart;
Only your touch could take away this pain.
The ache in my soul goes unspoken,
As I wear a heavy mask of a deceptive smile.

All I needed I fear I will never have;
All I wished for I fear I will never touch.
And why must these prayers go on unanswered;
And why must love never be enough?

Nearly destroyed by the force of the storm;
Nearly consumed in the world's hateful hate;
Nearly lost in darkness, never to see the sun;
I clung tightly to the one I loved; shaken-
Waiting for that sweet moment of fate to arise.

Waiting for a rainbow I could never touch;
Waiting for the warmth of the morning sun;
That moment when love means exactly what it is;
And hearts broken emerge healed and complete.

(04/03/06)