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Apr 2012
Catharsis is a cleansing, so deep in every way
We don’t know where it will come from
It won’t come to us every day
It cleans the body, the soul, the psyche and the heart
So deep we didn’t know ‘twas there
But provides us with a restart.

Upon a time before this, my life had been so good
Simple certain, clear and loving
As every partnership should
A premature end arrived, so far before its time
Robbing life of its clarity
Leaving a mountainside to climb.

Starting out was a mission, sent from up above
‘Twas a journey without guidance
Rejecting and accepting love
The past had been long dying, the future not yet clear
The present was so uncertain
Waiting a word that I could hear.

She’d told me that I must go, my help was needed now
My future was now decided
A new furrow I was to plough
The route to go was unclear, masked by hidden pitfalls
Problems I’d not met before
Answers helping to scale walls.

The road was full of challenge, ignorance and mistakes
To rescue those who needed it
To rebuild there from life’s earthquakes
She told me of an angel, flying close to the ground
I knew that I would be left
Love was the greatest healer found.

Through this time of recovery, my life again seemed good
Simple certain, clear and loving
As every partnership should
The end came just as before, so far before its time
Robbing life of its clarity
Leaving a landslide to climb.

Starting again was so hard, no word from above
‘Twas a journey without guidance
Rejecting and accepting love
The past had been long dying, the future not yet clear
The present was so uncertain
Waiting a word that I could hear.
May 2011 - after a folk concert!
Written by
Richard Spain
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