She flies free now releasing all pain and suffering
Courage to endure beyond safe holding Only I know what she gave, how bravely she fought Only I am blessed by her very existence, her pure heart For I would not be without her, without her constancy Without her knowing, her tenderness, her belief in the way I am her brave heart, the soldered battered heart That she always believed in, always stayed true She may seem to have failed but don’t believe a word of it The sacred heart battle is forged in the darkness Out of the limelight, quietly working With only a flickering candle to light the way Never underestimate the heart’s way, the power of love The sensitive unfolding that drips slowly onto hardened stone And eventually cracks open the compassion That has been waiting patiently in the dark corner Waiting to blind you with its illumination That by its very presence shatters the illusion And forges a new path, grace that unfolds The alchemy of love that has no teachers but itself
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