After the hours of suffering turned to days,
The days to weeks,
She knew something had to give.
Yet there she was still engaging with the pain,
With the old story
With the illusion.
Finally begging Source for an answer,
A way to alleviate the pain.
A method to say no way,
To move on with her days,.
Praying for the light to return,
And like a bright shining beam,
That request was heard.
Through the story of another she was able to see herself,
Clearer than ever before,
The situation now seen from a new angle,
Brought so much peace.
Rather than wandering the narrow hallways of her mind
Stuck and seemingly alone to figure it out,
Now she was free,
Through another's story.
It’s crucial to reach out,
To communicate the struggles or doubts,
Because something happens when the thoughts leave our mouths.
We can see them as they are,
Instead of as a dark cloud'
That’s here to rain on our party, spoil our fun and haunt our moments.
We are all in this together.
May we reach out,
May we feel brave enough to share our stories,
May we heal simultaneously,
Individually, collectively and together on this wild ride called life.
Exchanging the energies along the way,
Paving the path,
For Earth’s new day.