Run to me
on the wings of spirit
riding the gentle breeze
Fly, free from fear
into the warmth
of my healing light
See the wounds
markers of my love
left and given freely
Embrace me
with open arms
and the heart of a child
Talk to me
of all your dreams
that wander and roam
Learn of me
from stories of old
and days gone by
Know me
intimately and lovingly
as you do yourself
Trust in me
knowing I am there
supporting, often carrying
Come to me
freely and fully
soul bared open
See me, my child
throw open your arms
and run to me
© Leslie C Dobson
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