To love again

Some days,

I can hear

the soundless whispers of my heart.

A sweet caress,

a gentle understanding

of what I see before me.

Arms around

tightening in protection.

My lion, 

my bear,

my knight in shining armour.

You saw a woman,

broken and beaten

stumbling along the crooked path.

Reaching out ,

you strove to uncover

the love and happiness

that lay shrouded 

beneath the fear and distrust.

Beneath these star lit skies

I dance and whirl

secure in the knowledge

that love 

and you

have found a home again within me.

Jay-lyn Doerksen

Oct. 12/17