You are the voice
Truth and beauty

When night takes over the sun
The light runs
Into the depths
Of your ever warming being

Laughter of the child
Embrace me in your heat
Wrap your joy around me
So I may be a guest

Read to me,
The history of your sensitivity
Baffled by your willingness
To put your self aside
Most the time
And bring the needs of others
To the front of the check out line
Leaving yours behind

You are gentle
As you are kind
Naïve,
you are not.
Blind to the way out of the dense wood of your imagination and fears,
Sometimes.
But find a way out,
You must.
It is in the darkness of the wood
That your fire begins to dwindle
You are infinite warmth
And you are destined,
to grant it.
Above all,
You are destined
To find it.