I speak from my heart.
For this is where I live.
A tiny little thumb sized being
Wandering through shadows
Shining light
Helping me find a way through.
It's difficult sometimes.
As the tears flow hard.
But I know its a way to open my heart.
I wonder how many more sufferings are due.
Sometimes I wonder if I can take anymore.
Though I know in my heart.
If I speak to my heart.
She will answer the call.
For this little being is called love.
And love is what we are.
So I commit to honoring her.
As she heals all the scars.