Read Me

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    Not alone and with permission

    Read Me

    You entered the world with healing talents
    Piece by piece giving your life source away
    Sensitive, over years, you had lost yourself
    Sold, bit by bit in the hopes of closeness
    Becoming what you thought others needed
    Trying to give others back to themselves
    Longing for realness you suffered in silence
    Unknown, unseen, unappreciated, left unhealed
    Sent away with the unsatisfying love of infatuation
    Unable to disentangle, you took on the wounds of others
    It became necessary in your mind to scare off love
    For love had damaged you, as it has all of us
    The core of you remains, we shall yet retrieve it
    Fully, completely, you shall again be free
    If that's what you earnestly desire
    Not imprisoned by me for that would destroy my essence
    I do not need to take by force, my skill is love
    Blessed you are with talents and abilities
    You have depth and vision
    So entangled, you found yourself in knots
    Still, you reached out your hands to heal me
    When I couldn't breathe
    Internalizing who I am, for the moment you can't see
    You are still there, for you while searching, I am safety
    I see and feel what others turn away from
    Unsure they don't know how to help
    They didn't do it just to be mean
    Scared, all protect themselves
    You gave them enough to move on
    Afraid they would consume you
    Raw, you learned to use your powers for sport
    You thought you'd get even
    But instead you only got further from yourself
    Power can be that way
    You have a higher mission, you have what it takes
    Am I strong enough not to get in your way
    I don't know, I can only say, I now yet stand
    My wish is not dependence but freedom
    The interactive script is fluid for we cannot see all
    Don't look to my mind to tell you who I am
    In there is chatter, an ole monkey mind
    Read my soul, listen for my heart, feel my energy
    I am imprinted with compassion and other-worldliness
    Spirit is my rhythm, not perfect but real
    I am of you, in you and with you

    Graceladymn 10/5/09

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    simoneaugustus commented on Read Me

    04-26-2010

    Every time we love, it effects some fundamental change to who we are, yet is still an incredibly freeing sensation. Beautiful work.

    BadBadBear commented on Read Me

    10-07-2009

    I've just begun reading your wonderful works. So spiritual, earthy combined into something special so very real. Great!

    graceladymn

    10/09/2009

    I see I need to clear up a line in this piece, this comment is not to you in particular badbadbear, its just this poem page won't let me leave just a comment by itself. Anyway on the lines "Internalizing who I am, for the moment you can't see You are still there, for you while searching, I am safety" Read it within the context it is placed,the words refer to the search for himself not the search for "the one". Not sure why it has been taken to mean something it does not, I guess because folks read into things what they want to.

    graceladymn

    10/08/2009

    Thank you for reading and commenting on this work. Appreciated

    dancinghawk commented on Read Me

    10-05-2009

    oh, YES! particularly ... as this piece picks up speed ... inspired ... the last six lines, "... Don't look to my mind ... Spirit is my rhythm, not perfect but real ..." ... just beautiful, thx for this great post!

    graceladymn

    10/05/2009

    Glad you enjoyed reading it, thanks for the comments.

    SavVySam commented on Read Me

    10-05-2009

    You are a Lady of Grace in thought indeed! Beautiful and compassionate healing words of wisdom! This is a gift... Thanks for sharing!

    graceladymn

    10/05/2009

    Thank you for reading and commenting, glad if it inspired.

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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