I have heard it said that as we move into the Aquarian age we can no longer look for rescue from outside of ourselves. This is a prose stream of consciousness piece about our need to rescue ourselves.

In the pool Of your tears You found a girl who was drowning And could not see The life within that pain That for long years was hidden beneath the surface
So much misunderstanding Bred by a silence She could never fathom Became an ocean And now from deep within the pool She is asking of you rescue And you know you have to take her hand
There are things she did Not knowing which way to turn There was only fear and longing that drove her to empty places Not knowing how or why she repeated this ancestral pattern of darker times Awakening in dreams Ghostly spectres arising from cells Cloudy ocean depths Obscuring day vision
This ghost girl became a waif With no blood pulsing through her veins Feeling herself to be So deeply alone Yet all the time her sense of aloneness Of drowning Came from disconnection
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Beautiful Deb! So poignant!
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Thank you !!!!
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