Tears
Like a healing watershed
Wash away the barricades
My false ego and my head erect
To stem the bleeding
Of the wound
Fed by ancestral rivers of pain
I cannot claim
Or falsely name as personal
Instead on those days when
This all embracing abandonment depression
Hits
Eclipsing present happiness
I will listen to music
And draw close to you
Seeking healing and comfort
Upon your soft soft
Ocean of fur
Breathing in rhythm with you
So this tide can run on through
Cleansing my soul
Taking me home
To that most deep and profound
Healing place
Of inner feeling
Wisdom
Intuition
And truth
I find the tears never stop, they just have longer dry spells between the showers……..
“How many rivers of tears must we cry
Before all the deepest wells run dry”
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That I guess is a very true sign of your heart and soul being open, Ivor..Hugs and love ❤
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I am glad for the dry spells too Ivor.. its not the whole of it this sadness..
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We get by .. and most of the time I’m ok 🙂 ((hugs))
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You manage really well Ivor and you keep love and positivity in your heart even while seeing to the depths of how mixed up everything has become.. if that makes any kind of sense.. ❤
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Yes … plenty of sense Deb .. but these are difficult times to stay positive .. I still have my moments 😊🌏🤗💕
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I understand its really really dark times in the land of humans ATM
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Are coping ok Deb. .. Geelong is back in lockdown tonight 😊😴🌏 and I’m snoozing on my lounge ..
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Enjoy the relax Ivor
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