I am missing parts of me
I’ve groped around in heavy dark
I hear the voice sometimes I think
but this is not so sure as words.
Would you find a break in time?
to gather all the wanting light
and shine a searing healing beam
on all forgotten parts.
Would I know the righteous way?
if I came ever so near
or would I wander in the dark?
until the end of me.
He knows you well, and his love always surrounds you because of what you share from your spirit to all of us! I loved the poem!
I am glad to hear that– all of that. Thank you.