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April 20, 2008

Suffering

You came as a friend in disguise
A sheep in wolf's clothing
I did not choose to let you in
But you forced open the door
you scared me
I didn't want to look into your face
I denied you
I struggled with you
I became a Woman of Sorrows
And cried for a very long time
But you did not leave me
Eventually I embraced you
And allowed you to lead me
Through the present sadness
To the dead and buried places of the past
You handed me keys of locked tombs
Where the rotting corpses still held sway
You showed me it was time to bury the dead
There was no haste in your manner
The clock stopped ticking
But safe in this 'no time land'
Somehow I did what I needed to do
And now when I breath deep
The air is clean and lifegiving
It came as quite a surprise when I realised that
I no longer feel you as separate from myself
I don't quite know when that change happened
But it enables me to respond and balance myself more quickly
Whenever your presence feels uncomfortable
You truely are my friend and I trust your judgement.

Posted by Shelliz at April 20, 2008 10:55 AM

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Posted by: Maipssleeri at August 11, 2009 04:10 PM