to break through

to a heart

that isn't mine.

Longing to blow

spirits of healing

courage and wisdom,

I pray'd for

a "break" through.

Patch'd it with

hope and support.

Tears fall from

pent up walls

of contained confusion.

Wish'd I'd intervene;

yet KNOWing only

LOVE that's divine

could cradle each

and every drop.

Am I loving

from a distance?

I remember words

of wisdom served

in my direction:

the best way

to change the

world starts with

changing one's self.

Thus, the foothold

of caution braces

me against tempting

winds of intrusion.

I pray'd  for

a "break" through.

Inspiration through example:

insight bred experience.

Retrospect paves  ways

for eternal introspect:

all the pain,

suffering, loneliness, persecution,

tears, strain, stress,

humiliations, heartaches, mistakes,

with many missteps.

Each moment guards

sense of  SELF

by drawing out

our desperation for

MERCY and GRACE.

Be very PATIENT,

especially with yourself.

For the gifts

you possess are

simply stars sparkling

in velvet darkness.

Live and love

LIFE that way.

Those tears having

shatter'd the walls

of your heart ---

making room for

who you are.

Simple truths are

tough to swallow.

No longer do

I doubt intuition.

Sooner than later,

what was a mere

thought, comes fruition.

You'll see soon.

I pray'd for

a "break" through.