How could I even begin to repay
When all that I have is the words I can say.
You've made up my year, my month, week and day.
My inner child now wanting to come out and play.
Connect with the Ones
Whose hearts hurt the most.
Walk right beside
As they're facing their ghosts.
Tickets to the Sanctuary
I will be your host.
"What do you have there?"
'Oh, nothing!' I will boast.
A Sanctuary that brings healing.
Gets you in touch with what you're feeling.
Everything is free - no need for stealing.
It's with your Soul - that I'll be dealing.
So take my hand and come inside.
No judgement here so drop your pride.
With you in all the times you've cried.
What you'll feel can't be denied.
Prepare to open your heart up wide.
No longer a reason to hide.
~Introverted Sage~
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"It's with your Soul - that I'll be dealing"....TRUST!!! So beautiful!
Thank you 💚
Superb work. No pretense.
Thanks much!
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