Great Goddess

I found you
and you gave me a choice.

I accept.
It's a hard choice.

I took your hand
and you guide me.
I prayed that you take me
into your heart
and you did.
On your lap, I cried
and you pushed me and shove me
to do my very best
to find my very best.

You took my heart
and guide me to pick up
the broken pieces
shattered by people who hurt
and by my own hands,
I really sorry I hurt myself.
What a great dishonor to my heart.

The memories of my past
becomes floating pictures
that floated along with the winds
of your breath.

There's no way I can comprehend
the mazes of problems
that life throws at me
but perhaps, perhaps, perhaps,
I would look forward to the future
to the sacred communion of
your strong spirit with mine
someday
someday
someday
when I stop being a foolish girl.

To my rose

My broken mirror
is my soul

The heart is what connected
the soul to the mind
And the mind connected
everything else
Back to the heart
back to the soul

So, love,
when you said
you love me
you become
my mirror
my reflection

The cracks on the mirror are still there
large cracks
little cracks
but you have some too
A little shot of glue here
and a bit of there

When the mirrors are fixed
you held my hand and
look into the mirror
and our reflections
It's not complete
becaused we haven't smiled
at each other yet
or said I love yous enough

You made me feel that I can do
my very best
and that my past is my past
Here and now
There is you
The way you smile at me,
even if I can't see it
I felt it.
You made me feel
so light...

I love you.
I love you very much.
You are the rose
that breath
life into me.