We all need
The comfort of love
Someone’s shoulder to lean on
Just for a while
Even though in the end
As a child
So many of us
Only learned to hide or deny the truth
Turning away
Towards the silence
We all need
Periods of humor and silliness
Within the drama and the pain
We knew
Are integrating
Or working to move
On through
Despair may convince us of lies
Should we choose to live in illusions
For too long
There is a love
That we long for
A place of surrender we need to find
To transform the pain
And a healing baptism
Of flood and fire
We must walk through
To get to the other side
With more of our soul
Awake
Grateful
And alive
Than ever before
Emerging From The Dark Night 
We were all, hurt as children, and, didn’t get the right kind of love we needed, from our kin, and, some of us, learned, through the hardships of our own lives, to, provide what we lacked in childhood, to, our selves, becoming, the good parents we needed growing up, but never had the chances of, having…
and a healing baptism of flood and water. Great imagery and symbolic to the yearning that transforms those with a mind and pen like yours that creatively grabs the readers and like me that begins to translate the liberation that man has taken. great poetry
How beautiful thank so much for reading and commenting…blessings 🌷♥️🌷
you are very welcome!!!