Wilderness years

When I was a child

I was fully alive

Inside my heart was

An ocean of love and unbridled life force flowing

But when I met your dam

There was a fury you judged

Was it too hard for you to contain

The whole of me

Splintered in pieces my wounded spirit flies

Across the vast wilderness of the echoing sky

As I fall into darkness

Crumpled up like a paper daisy

I am there thirsting

Seeking the way back to

Lost rivers

And the healing moisture of love

There are decades of dryness

Vast deserts our soul has to cross

On this our unfolding destiny

So do not despair

For the wilderness years

Are not the end

Only a stage

A passing phase

in the unfolding

of our soul becoming