Impossible
Darkness is all around,
Only pale white light
falls on my face as
I sit on the earth.
The feel of grass
on my bare legs,
my senses flare.
Moonlight caresses my face
an invisible hand of the
Mother I've always known.
"You fear, my child. What is it
that you fear?" she asks
as she sits beside me
taking my hand.
"I fear being alone,"
I whisper. She smiles
that smile I know so well.
"To fear loneliness is to fear
nothing, you are never alone.
The sun rises each day to meet you.
He sees you just like me.
Days that you cannot see
us, others are there.
Ancestors, Angels, Spirit Guides and More.
Do not fear loneliness child, for it is
impossible."
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