On HEALING, GROWTH and MOVING FORWARD~
(Prose By Carla-Rae)
~Today, I traveled to a place that I thought
had long since been cleared.
The prison cell that my own heart and spirit
had been locked in for years.
I had no intention of revisiting this place I
thought I no longer feared.
After all the cell door was open wide,
what did I think I would find inside?
Yet even so, inside I went,
Something/someone in the corner was bowed and
bent.
I felt drawn to the creature bent so low,
not sure any closer, did I want to go.
Though I felt compelled to move in closer,
to the shaking frame bowed in the dark, damp,
corner.
As I crept in nearer beside the shivering,
weeping one.
I knew I had no lofty, words of wisdom.
As I sat in silence, ever near,
This one's heartbeat became so clear.
I waited there a long, long time,
as her labored pain, was almost mine.
The time went on for what seemed like days,
until SHE looked up and I met her gaze.
We both drew a breath, as we did see
I was HER and SHE was ME.
Oh my Lord, in my haste to leave this prison,
I left her there with a pain not yet risen.
Alone there, she wept, sobbed, and cried
until I returned to be by her side.
For She is a gift so beautiful and rare,
Forgive me, myself, for leaving you there.
Have I told you how precious you are to me?
Let us walk together myself and me.
Allow, release, give up the pain,
that is no longer your life's stain.
Let's walk hand in hand, together again.
For you, myself, are my best friend.~
