Whispering wind

Lately I hear your voices

Calling me home

Upon the whispering wind

Sometimes it seems

I made so many terrible mistakes

Out of my wounded inner child

That my heart breaks

Into a million pieces

Today you ran towards a group of

Happy loving young Mums

Sitting underneath the billowing green

And there we saw

The beautiful shining faces

And eyes of the babies

Oh my God I cried

Hearing the punishing voices

You longed so

Both for a child

And not just a woman

Trapped in the frightened consciousness

Of a little girl

Who lost the way to so much

Of a fully embodied joyful life

Still I must not blame myself

God knows how hard I try now

And how little the judging world sees

Of my younger life

So I watch you frolic in green grass

As we drink in the beauty

Of our surrounds

Pleaee God hold me kindly

Don’t let the inner punisher

Let me believe

There really is

No.longer any point

In being alive