Safety

As the universe inhales, I exhale love.  Love that sacred religion renewing the strength of all man and woman.  It is the reason for our existence though some are lost to it's calling.  The words renew the spirit while the heart renews with thoughts of love.   People pass through your life but trust is a rare commodity.  Like incense in Jesus time or bloody Sierra Leonne diamonds, there are things in this life to which people ascribe value.  Yet I find it in love.  Love that friendly neighbor when fear has arisen and family is gone.  Love that single girl that I have held on to for all that time.  The inspiration of her beauty was the time spent in honest convention thought he words meant little it was the sounds that matter.  The trust.  My feet were on the wall and i was listening but her anxiety was great and i didn't know how to help.  Now in retrospect there were words I could use but at the time all i felt was her fear.  It's ok.  You are safe in me, young flower.  If the time could reverse and that moment return i would express with deepest calm that that i what i could offer.  I truly loved and while it is hard to say it should be heard ad trusted in my voice but because of her manipulative ways, she doesn't trust.  If only I could tell her truth so she understood and could feel the truth then maybe she would be peace and love could reign.  But people have issues and some play with their ignorant deafness, not her but others,  and so I must say that I can not trust yet I trusted in her and my longing for her is great as the Pharoahs wanted pyramids and men in present day desire power, so to i desire her love like wind and to offer her safety.  Come back, young flower.  Come back, young flower.  Come back.  I have rain for your petals and honesty in my voice and love in my heart.  Brushing lightly against me I feel you completely.  I need nothing.  I am happy.  Please let her be so.