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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Her heart, Her heart bled for them all And yet, she could not reach them Teach them Or help them understand Anything beyond their fear Sheer Acts of will power kept her hoping All the while coping With the destruction They would inevitably leave And still she’d believe In them, giving them Another chance All acts of deepening were met with resistance That ancient dance Of false bravado Wings off of fly’s, they were still being born And far too many stillborn Had the hearts of the ancients They see one dimensional Seeking the power and the glory To cover up the inadequacy To hide their story From the beginning of time She is patient Even in her grief As heart is ripped out again and again Love to hatred in a struggle of shame Verses blame In the court of Humanity Their vanity Sometimes amazed her Their density almost crazed her And their obstinace And choice of circumstance Puzzled her The cursing, the fighting, the horror and pain Is excruciating, as it begins again, and again But she is too patient She waits with sweet Breath held Soft whisperings meld With the moonlight Urging them to remember how To allow Reconnection Resurrection. Even just take the time to Notice…. Perfection In each sunset And sunrise ever seen. And remember it’s all a dream Brought to this place This last hurrah race To the finished line Needed was the whole time line So they could rewrite the script Some were ready, some were equipped They’d been evolving for thousands of centuries after all They were martyred, some, or sealed behind a wall Yet undaunted returning In time for the burning Of witches. Teardrops in memory served As the only marker of those times And words Cannot convey the pain Of the betrayal Judas spoke In her name. Still she awaits Never hesitates In her loving.
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