CLEANSING





Tears will not clean
Shed them in vain
But listen closely my dear

From here you begin
A path of great difficulty
To become the very self
Many years now denied
Compassionately venture
Heart in hand
Sword discarded
To you no harm will come

Hurt cannot be defended
Only embraced
Pain will companion
Befriend doubts
Challenge your fears
Forget about answers
Survival is clear
Pane-portals near
Kick down that door
That locks you out there
And begin living
As you should

You know the truth
All I'm doing here
Is giving you a little proof
And offering a boost
To help you clear
A heart I hold dear
~





DBrown Fisher
© Nov 2003

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