I was alone for so long,
Already at one with me.
I didn’t need anybody,
To bring comfort to me.
I went out to be with God,
It was nature that brought me home.
The barred and padlocked church gates,
Well, they left me all alone.
It was nature that gave me comfort,
That told me I was safe.
It was nature that drew me outwards,
To look in and witness Grace.
Each problem on earth is illusion,
Sent here to set us free.
From the confines of fear and mistrust,
That keep you from seeing me.
Most of the time I’m invisible,
Alone with all of my pain.
Always too scared to show what’s real,
Trapped within the confines of my shame.
But I didn’t choose to be here,
Doing this and not living a life.
Here sitting shrouded in sadness,
Instead of becoming a mother, girlfriend or wife.
I was always looking to others,
To let me know that I was okay.
When all I needed was nature,
To remind me of the beauty of each day.
We suffer because it’s our learning,
The way of seeing what’s real.
For the love that binds us and brings us together,
Is the only thing I choose to feel.
I want to be done with the hardship,
The complaints, moaning, the lot.
And remember the things I was never taught,
The things the world seems to’ve forgot.
I want to remember the sunshine,
I want to remember the moon,
I want to remember there is but one,
And be at peace someday soon.
© Santuario, Ana Maria (2024). Mirror, Mirror, Collection 1. Faith in Change Publishing, London.