There are so many words
I’m not sure which are true
I don’t know who I am
Or what part of me is you
There are so many ways
I just can’t figure out
So I guess I know what’s certain
Is a life much lived in doubt
There are so many words
I’m not sure which are true
I don’t know who I am
Or what part of me is you
There are so many ways
I just can’t figure out
So I guess I know what’s certain
Is a life much lived in doubt
“I’ll tell of this love that I know”
She said to me one day
“So please, if your will should allow
Listen and hear what I have to say”
She spoke of the soil cushioning her
The grass tickling her ears
The sunflower towering above her
Yellow soothing and easing her fears
She told me of seeds and their spurt
How spirit moves heavens on earth
And the force that grounds deep roots
Is the same as us knowing our worth
“Don’t forget you are no different”
Her whispers I still hear
“What makes the sunset so beautiful
Is you seeking you, my dear”
And with all this love that I know
From the listened word, not spoken
I conclude that I was, all along
Whole, not once ever broken.
Sister, I see you
I have done all along
I’ve stood under the stars you dream
Your woes are in my song.
I see the woman you’ve become
Perfection, that’s you now
No questions need to haunt your heart
Of when or where or how.
For all of that, the heavy doubt
The worries you hold true
Shall flow behind courageous blood
The sacred light in you.
For sister, you have hidden deep
A wisdom like no other
As from you born, not just a child
But warrior and mother.
Maybe we over complicate things
When all we need to know
Is do we choose to say yes
Or do we reply with a no
See we could be in-between
But really we know what to say
And thinking about what we should be deciding
Can take up our whole precious day
And often our wholeness is drained
As power escapes from our toes
So you see it’s the conflict of knowing
That humours our crippling woes