another season comes
you lay down in the fields again
trusting
welcome and warm newness of life
I am forever holding on to the last season
waiting for growth from life long gone
let it fall away
I welcome love in all its newness
each new day I am in the truth of love
No I am running
running away from truth of my love
to be what seemingly should be
So I will have whatever I am
be numb
be happy in self
be in denial of my truth of love
all to wait for an end
I lost my voice
how do I just be unfeeling
I stop running and I face the truth
and I feel
no matter how painful and I listen to the truth
all these things I dream to set me free
I was born whole and complete and free
and the journey is back to myself
I have everything
I am nothing
let the rain cleanse me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem