Sunday, September 27, 2009

Old Friends

Old Friends

Sharing with my old friend
Warmth, understanding, being who I am
She knows, yes she knows
All the days gone by in our own little worlds
Do not sever the threads that bind our tender female hearts
Each yearning for love and recognition
Longing for passion and meaning
Wanting to feel heard
Understood
Honored
She knows, yes she knows
What helps us stay alive ?
Our old friends
They remember our true, untarnished essence and say
Come back into the light!
It's okay to be who you want to be
Step forward and claim your place
You belong on the top of the mountain
Where the view is expansive and grand
Keep climbing