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