Suddenly With a look of confusion on my face But no confusion in my heart I realized I wanted to write again Like a man emerging from a cloud of depression I wanted to live again. I realized I could write again Like someone standing after years of paralysis, I could move freely once more. I had to write again Like I had to breathe- Words streamed out As naturally as exhalations from my chest And as urgently as water breaking river banks
And I knew it was because I had left you and found me.
Never forget You are the masterpiece, You are the golden frame that surrounds it, You are the mansion that houses all art! Your soul is the proprietor of all the magic and value in the world, You own it and to dispense of it Would be a crime of epic proportions.
In these walls of skin and bone I house a sacred soul An inquisitive mind And noble conscience I feed it daily with nurturing thoughts I tend to its needs like a caring mother I have built these walls on a strong foundation But painted it in soft shades of self love
I have built a home that I love coming back to; A shelter when storms are brewing A place I never grow tired of Yet A place that could still use touch ups every day
And after years of building and refining- I think I’d like to welcome you in.