Forgotten soul
By aalona
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26/03/01
I am here the same space as always.
My child plays by my side.
The room is full with sound of music and the TV blaring.
But inmy mind I seem to be elsewhere somewhere lost, lost in space, it
is quiet there looking for the light the inspiration and the way home
to my desires the love I search.
Where have I gone to and can I come back?
My child pulls me wanting me needing me to be with her I want to go to
her but I am stopped by what? I stop stuck halfway looking on
helplessly.
My child with the pure soul forgives and plays with what she has
knowing that I love her understands more than I know. She sees where I
will end up she has the sixth sense. I will her to help but she smiles
telling me that I have to find myself myself, the real me, for it to be
the truth that is the way it is meant to be.
She is content but I wish to feed the fire that is burning inside her
so I plunge back to the same space with my body and mind leaving my
soul to hurt and lost. It will wait my child who is pure and all
knowing still needs me she still so fragile more than she knows and I
smile as I realise I here have the opportunity to nurture the future of
millions of souls.
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