Broken Child (really a shooting Star)A Poem by Healing StarSeeing clearly on the morning of a New Moon.There you were standing at my Door You stole my Heart, you stole my Heart I had to pick myself up off the Floor You came in, showed me your Art Why has the sky turned inside Out What are these dreams all About When the day broke in just a Moment I was still looking at all that you Sent It was then I heard a little birdie Sing A message true he just had to Bring Wake up my child it's all fading Away It is time for you to create a whole new Day The skies above me shine down its Rays Filled with your love I just pray it Stays No time to waste things are movin' Fast I gotta work to make each moment Last See that hill now it don't seem so Big I can eat the fruit and throw away the Twig There is a change in me and it came from You I'm going to go out and Sail my Ocean Blue I'll sing my song each Morning with the Sunrise You know there is nothing left that can bring Surprise I can ride this river over its rapids and Falls There's nothing I can't do as my Mind Recalls We're going to set our Sails and steer right Through I have all the time in the World to spend with You No more drifting here and waning There We will just float on through as if on thin Air You see we found that Door and we accepted It We now know the answer of exactly where we Fit No more need to rebel because we understand from Where That story came, it was never ours and it was not Fair But now we're laughing because we came through all That We are standing Tall though they saw us falling Flat On our faces, but we didn't cry, we were shown a Way We were shown a way, born from our long lost Yesterday I saw it clearly just before the dawn it brought a Tear I knew it then that I needed no Mirror I saw my Anger, I saw why I made my mother Cry I saw it clearly, and most clearly I saw the Lie Deep down I knew I was so much More I hid it so well once they showed me how to create the Door I slowly chiseled and dug deep with my bare Hands It took time the slow movement of the grains of Sand But in the end it all turned out to be for my Good With a happy Heart now more and more being Understood A trouble Mind healed by a Holy Heart A broken Child lifted by the Light of a Star The game we play has so many Chances We find ourselves in an array of Circumstances But it does not matter this place where we Are As long as we know we are loved , we're shooting Stars
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StatsAuthorHealing StarSouth Jordan, UTAboutI am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..Writing
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