
The stormy sky will cry for us
When we refuse to shed a tear
When the way forward is not clear
And we struggle to breathe
The air
When fear grips us tightly
In its icy palm
Holding us prisoner
Inside a confusing holding pattern
Of mixed up feeling
Masquerading
As anxiety
Depression
And confusion
The way forward
Seems
So often
Unclear
That is when I must dig deep
And find my way to nature
Seeking within the healing orbs of your eyes
So like dark moons
The answer that lies hidden deep
Locked inside the barricaded casket
Of my heart
Angels will weep as they watch us
Turn out backs on love
Seeking the vengeance
That is only God’s
While everyone argues
Semantics
Holding tight to highly coloured
Opinions
The truth will go and lie
Quietly somewhere in an open field
Summoning from the heavens a deluge
That angels only pray
Will unlocked the barricaded hearts and minds
Of human beings
Made numb by suffering
Gone dumb
To the healing power of love