Lost soul

They tried to tie me down

And tell me to silence

These ferverent longings of my soul

Claiming it was all madness to feel this way

Tying me up in knots of frustration and fury

And deeper shame

Sending me deeper and deeper into exile

With their claims

That who I was and what I sensed and longed for

Was a threat

Most certainly in vain

And it was not so much even the things they said

(Although those were bad enough)

But the looks they gave

The ever so silent gestures and withholding

Of support and kindness and tenderness

And so it was I learned to hide

Who I was and what I felt so deep down inside

And so I became in many ways

A lost soul wandering

Roaming

Wondering

In fields of hardened clay

But in all of my wandering

My deep soul never stopped longing

For the taste of rain

And for the freedom from that pain

Of spiritual exile

That finally came

With the deluge

When it finally began

My lost soul to reclaim

And with the down pour came

Not as expected

Endless skies of grey

But gorgeous luminous sunshine

Revealing the soul’s

True nature

Both bitter and sweet

All enlivened

By the rain