Why couldn't we have met long ago,
Before the ghosts of the past ruled our soul,
Before life had dealt cruel blow after blow,
And wounds were struck that heal so slow?
Wounds and hurt have built up a wall,
That surrounds your heart,
causes love to stall.
But love is still there,
I can see it burn wanting to be free,
released it yearns to freely give what you gave before.
The shame, the hurt had closed the door to your soul,
Precious light that peers through your eyes,
your hands, your spirit still soothes,
I can see it, I can feel it,
at the edge about to break Out of the bondage,
tear open the gates and walk,
No, run into my arms true and sound,
Let loose the flood tide of the love you have found.
And fly with me darling,
leap,bound,And delight,
As young eagles soaring through
The firewind of light... ©Dean Royal
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