The Deep in the recesses of your tender beating heart,
Lies the secret dreams and desires of you.
The you before the innocence of childhood,
Faded in its journey into adulthood.
The you before your first heartbreak or betrayal.
The you before life's bitter seasoning sprinkled itself on your footsteps.
The you before the call of independence and responsibility swept you up in a wave of apparent freedom.
From the clutches of what you thought was to be carefree.
But those dreams and desires never really disappeared.
Deep in the stillness of your silenced mind.
Your heart awakens in wonder and surprise.
For it never thought it would be woken again.
Pushed aside at the very edge of its dawn,
Like an eagle-eyed child whipped away from her mother's breast.
Disappointment and sadness overcoming her,
Before she resigned to retreating from view.
Cradle your wakening heart.
Hold her in your hands as gently as a newborn child.
Give her the space to push those hidden dreams and desires to the fore once more.
This time to be embraced with fervour and kindness at life's innocent wonder.
Give her the warmth and kindness that she so desires.
To befriend you again.
To smile widely at your hand of friendship.
Makes her sing and open so wide as to send the blood coursing through your veins into renewed frenzy and vigour,
Like stars shooting through a jet-lagged sky.
When we seek connection within us to all that is disconnected,
We draw happiness in.
When we stop running away from ourselves,
At last we find ourselves.
Space and clarity become our staunch allies.
To know oneself is to know humanity.
To be mindful of oneself is to be mindful of all that is.
Space and clarity become our staunch allies.
Space and clarity become our staunch allies.
Space and clarity become our staunch allies.
