I'll make peace with my heart
Someday I'll get over the hurt
I'll see to my scars and every bruise
beautiful stars in the sky will be my muse
someday I'll pick myself up & stop talking
that day it will be about walking
for I'll be moving on past the shades of regret
past the bitterness of being dabbed an ingrate
someday I'll cross this River without fear
use her waters to wash away every tear
leave  this place printless like I was never here
I'll forget this past for it holds nothing dear
I'll collect all the scattered shards
and leave like the gorgeous journey birds
only there's no chance I'll ever lay foot here again
for this place has but caused me so much pain
I hate to go but I have to leave and to believe
for how long must one soul shatter and one heart grieve?

I found myself wandering along the path
in the woods the other day--
I was alone (or so I thought)
when I began to pray
and as I stood next to a tall and aging tree
I thought I heard an angel
calling out to me--
I didn't realize tears were falling down my face
all I wanted was a caring embrace--
someone to tell me that all will be okay
and then this angel came to me to say,
"do not shed tears, my dear one--
the day will come when you will know
just where it is
you're supposed to go.
Until then, relax and allow
your heart to smile
and be ready for whatever comes your way
and allow your soul to rest awhile