My inner children

Hold the hand of the child that lives in your soul. For this child, nothing is impossible

Paul Coelho

Child of Light lit the candles

For my children to bring,

To the Place of all Healing

Where they sat in a ring

Wounded Child sat there feeling

And telling her pain,

In the safe space created

Again and again

Her task was not easy

She hid far away,

But Light Child’s true spirit

Guided her all the way

Wounded Child, she’s a hero

She deserves so much love,

And there’s love now to give her

From me and Above!

She feels safe now

She’s speaking, and tells me what’s wrong,

And I hold her, and love her

Like I should all along

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