I weep

 

for all that has been

broken

forgotten

repressed

suppressed

 

in not remembering

 

losses distort

perception

resulting in

anger

righteousness

a need for control

 

to make things

‘feel’ safe

 

I reflect

 

what was the moment

of disconnection

 

knowing something was wrong

 

how do we find

truth

ruth

 

venturing into

the murky layers

of forgotten memories

 

back to a place inside

when there was

no choice

 

to ensure

survival

 

imperative

to construct

to make sense of

 

a reality that

still unconsciously

demands

reinforces

its beliefs and values

 

a part

a structure

a pattern

created by necessity

 

adapting

its valiant effort

 to maintain safety

in the external holding environment

 

I weep

 

for all the lost years

searching for

love respect dignity

 

life begins with love

 

not necessarily meaning

a parent’s  definition of love

 

as they may hold a

 spoken or unspoken agenda

current and ancestral wounds

a predetermined overlay

 

or no plan

 

consciously or unconsciously

impacting new life

 

So where does love begin

I ask myself

 

I believe

each new being

breathing into life

 is here

 

to

remind parents

open their hearts

grow

 

a relationship

softening yet strengthening

their bond

 

creating a space for

potential healing

unexpected miracles

 

love

is always here

 

our soul

yearning for wholeness

 

searches for

returning to

 

light before thought

quiet before action

oneness before separation

 

birth and death

meet in essence

 

we become peace

 

we are love

 

I weep

 

By Ruth Roberts