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SEEING YOU
I see you differently now, gaining understanding of who you are
Your pale blue eyes filled with tears, and formed small rivers
While I helpless and stricken looked from afar
Pain and sorrow a cage of glass which exploded
Sending slivers of disbelief and anger down the center of my being
The messenger of death proclaimed his sentence, and you tried to be brave
It seemed cruel to tell you something you suspected, but hoped would not be
All your hopes destroyed, leaving you broken and grave
I wanted to hold you, protect you, but my body was lifeless
Propped up by a wall in a far flung corner of the room
Things unsaid
Too late to repent
My heart shattered the loss was so great
No one knew your fate
For Dad
The Battle
Emotions are like unmanned chariots, floating in the sky
With nobody to steer the path goes awry
Thunder t urns the sky into a battlefield
We are left vulnerable, warriors without a shield
Crashing through fates deceptive cloud
Wandering blindly without certaintys shroud
Solid walls of control do not surround us protectively
Leaving us free to seek, not knowing where we should be
No compass pointing towards happinesss direction
Wounded we proceed still striving for elusive perfection
Little One
It sneaks upon us
Overrides all logical thought
Whispering in our ear
Beckoning us to hear
It anchors us
Teaching us things of great beauty
Showing us all we can be
Beckoning us to see
It evades us
Asking us to search
For it is something we all seek
Beckoning us to speak
To Me You Are
To me you are.