BROKEN CHILD/CHILDREN
Broken child Broken children so used and so defiled Broken child Young river sweet and tender giver winding your way around through the past today I hear your cries your times of joy and laughter my love for you is as vast as the sky and you have my pledge to protect you, now, and ever after. Broken child Broken children so used and so defiled Broken child Like a tree reaching for the air trust in me this is how through risking we will be able to dare Like a tree rooted so firmly Broken Child forever a precious part of me Broken child Broken to mend we are now able to defend Broken to heal from you no one will ever again steal Broken child We are allowing our heart to collectively break again, now, to feel all of your pain and take it from you, for you this break unlike the past is necessary to let light and love in Broken children; you are loveable and worthy, of this make no mistake as it is through the echoing agony of emptiness revealed, that the filling up may begin Healing children Accept my dedication to you today Healing children I will never walk through the playground of life without you Healing children Whose bravery astounds me, touches me and moves me so deeply, brazen breezes beginning to bountifully blow Healing children This is love and together we are the flow Healing children Whatever we do, where ever we go, you are so loved and valued: this you must now understand, treasure and know© A.J. Mahari April 25/97
Forested Tree That is You and That is Me
Spirit of soul speak to me nesstled deeply within the forest tree-lined reality trailed time-tested travel no longer warranting with-holding of weather-worn ways Rings of the ages swirling around the body markings etched by the very nature of your struggle sunlit-moonlit beginnings of direction water-logged trunk myths to debunk legends to unfold the trails that travel in the forest of soul wounded, winding, wind-swept swaying tree that is me carved into the roots that at my foundation lay rings of the ages swirling around the body harmony with all that is natural faithful tree that is me faithful tree in my entirety faithful tree long-standing in a forested beauty faithful tree trapped-free faithful tree so entrenced in the marvel of destiny life is a forest you and I are forests life is a tree so are you and so can I be "a tree grows in the forest" a seed is sown in a mind a new feeling is planted in a heart realization and growth of soul: as time honored as the growth of a tree "only God can make a tree" like God made you and like God made me life is a forest© A.J. Mahari April 16, 1997
Running
I have spent so much time running running from myself/selves, running from the world thinking I was so cunning hiding safely in the parellel universe into which I was hurled. Now I am trying to learn how to walk at an even pace and to join this thing called the human race and I must confess I think I could rather like this place feeling a part instead of alienated in any occupied space. Yes....I *am* learning how to walk at an even pace. Run wild, run free, with the potential for an exciting capacity. Yet I am still somehow trapped-free. If I remain alone and do not dare to risk and to see the value in knowing others within this humanity, then, truly, I will never know my absolute destiny. Run wild, run free. There is a new tug on my heart pulling me to yet again begin to start; anew many times over as with so much of the past I do part. I am that horse stepping ahead of the cart. I am the pull that is tugging at my heart. Now, still running, my direction has shifted Each of us needs to know just how we are truly gifted. To have survived so much for so long is a testimony to the fact that we are strong. Healing and running in the human race, this is where we belong. Run, til you're done Run, don't yourself from the world shun. Run, until your race, by you, has been won. Run.© A.J. Mahari April 27, 1997