Oh my dear sweet child.
Rest yourself here in my arms, my embrace.
I’ve got you.
Lay your burden down. As the tears fall,
So too the shroud of sorrow that surrounds and casts shadows over your radiance.
Give me your heart and I will return you to
Give me your grieving heart and I will bring the solace of self-compassion.
Give me your love and I will restore your faith.
For your holy heart is worthy of pure love, the love that can only pierce through when
I am present in you.
So know my dear one, that I am inside of you: you are me, and your heart song is my voice through your being. And so, your sorrows are also mine – I hold you close as you float in the river of tears – I am your river banks and the current that washes it clean again.
I am a part,
And you are the WHOLE
When we are united.