My dearest, why are you sad?
Why do you weep?
What brings forth the pure water from the center of your being?
What brings down the saline of your Soul
Speak to me
For I know your heart
I know your mind
Yet I know not the Soul
In which you hide
I can here all which is spoken
In the mind, in the heart
I know all which is intended
I feel all which is felt
Yet I know not of matters of the Soul
Your Soul belongs to You
For you see as I see
I feel as you feel
I am with you
I can guide you
We can plant the seeds of your heart
Use your tears to grow
With your wisdom we sow
A garden for both to know
So once again tell me my dearest, why are you sad?
Why do you weep?
You know I am here
Yet you run
You needn’t run
Fall to your knees
Kneel before your life
Let me be
Don’t be sad
We all have times of sorrow and angst. Its so assuring to know we are not alone, that we are understood and accepted and unconditionally loved… warts and all.
~amber~ it is in the unconditional where we are most free.. thank you
Dear enreal, sometimes it is not easy to express my feeling, especially when I am sad. I know, it would be easier for the guardian and other angels around me, if I spoke…. I know…
~rainer~ always so eloquently put… I understand as well. Thank you
Wow! That was nice. Spoken like a true angel.
Sadness comes from the illusion of seperation,
no, the real seperation resulting from imagining that there is seperation.
How lucky it is just a dream.
How happy when we see through.
~mossy~ Just a dream… what a beautiful realization
I have returned…from my intermission…and I see you have grown…lovely words with no pretenses…you are more glowingly grittingly human these days I see…peace
~aoede~ what a pleasant surprise!! I have missed your words… I thank you for thinking of here… I shall see you soon
A great poem of a truth we must all embrace.
Enreal, you have a beautiful soul.
Your words, the image are powerful.
Love the Flow of the words. Its been my experience that we cant not be sad but we can walk through it one step at a time and gain strength as we get past it.