Tiny Tears of Truth

 


Raw and rising from her naturally serenaded sleep
she rubbed her eyes
Coyotes took the stage in the night
The owl now shared his solo to wake her

Surrounded in beauty so deep
in all ways
Her heart beat fully alive... remembering
she loved herself... again

The tears came then, gently
then rapid and wracking.... sobs
Tears of joy, peace, reality, return
All emotions contained in tiny, tender tears

Thirst now quenched and healed
sent her mind into a blended reality
In an instant the cabin home transformed her
Not aware she was in need of transformation

He knew
He came
He stayed and did not
run....

He showed her
He held her
He whispered her name
in his breezes

He is the breeze caressing her body
as she stands in total naked peace
for the first time in so long
so very long

Her cabin home, his home now too
she feels the touch, tastes him
Smells him
Knows him as her truth