I'm here at hand and never shall I go,
before your eyes and whispering in your ears -
I'm calling, but it seems that you don't know;
take heed of me and let me ease your fears.
I listen and I long to dry your tears,
I yearn to take you into my embrace;
yet you have chosen for these many years
to grasp at emptiness I could replace.
The pain that's past, no power can erase,
but used to grow, your hurt can be redeemed.
No limit can be found to heaven's grace,
accept my love, believe that you're esteemed.
Your eyes are dark, your ears are closed to me,
why stumble so, for now you can be free.

If you only take care of yourself as if you are precious and beloved, that is enough.
It becomes real all by itself.





Thanks Gennelle! 







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