Remember when you dressed my wounds and told me then you would always love our times together but that was never what it seemed as you were always leaving.
And returning but not really here. You were bleeding all over the place and never facing what was true, never being the real you.
Sometimes you still call in to see what is going on with me.
Here today is my plea. Hear me. Stay a while and listen to my heart beat come in closer and really meet Trust Honesty Tolerance Gentleness
What Joy that would be defenselessness for me to see, generosity to give away all you value here and patience now and for all time, faithfulness and an open mind. If every word was ever heard Love would sing and light would bring a truly wondrous way to be living with simplicity.