Sermon To the Child That I Was

Being faint hearted is not a crime Nor is it a sign of weakness Nor is it a curse meant to carried like a burden Rather, being faint hearted simply means That emotions inhabit you And with them are you to live Yes, being faint hearted, my child Implies having the heart of a mother The sensibility of a maiden and The aptitude to appreciate everything about life From the stones it throws at you To the flowers it blows across your way! Yes, my child, someday, you shall grow And shall see, that, with your fears have you adjusted Yet, even then, life is ruled by dark forces It shall be up to you to learn to coax them Into revealing the goodness that is encaged in them, So that, they shall only care to hold your hand And help you walk your miles, while tending to your faint heart, And using your powerful emotions as healing balms!