Broken Child (really a shooting Star)

Broken Child (really a shooting Star)

A Poem by Healing Star
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Seeing clearly on the morning of a New Moon.

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There you were standing at my Door
You stole my Heart, you stole my Heart
I had to pick myself up off the Floor
You came in, showed me your Art

Why has the sky turned inside Out
What are these dreams all About
When the day broke in just a Moment
I was still looking at all that you Sent

It was then I heard a little birdie Sing
A message true he just had to Bring
Wake up my child it's all fading Away
It is time for you to create a whole new Day

The skies above me shine down its Rays
Filled with your love I just pray it Stays
No time to waste things are movin' Fast
I gotta work to make each moment Last

See that hill now it don't seem so Big
I can eat the fruit and throw away the Twig
There is a change in me and it came from You
I'm going to go out and Sail my Ocean Blue

I'll sing my song each Morning with the Sunrise
You know there is nothing left that can bring Surprise
I can ride this river over its rapids and Falls
There's nothing I can't do as my Mind Recalls

We're going to set our Sails and steer right Through
I have all the time in the World to spend with You
No more drifting here and waning There
We will just float on through as if on thin Air

You see we found that Door and we accepted It
We now know the answer of exactly where we Fit
No more need to rebel because we understand from Where
That story came, it was never ours and it was not Fair

But now we're laughing because we came through all That
We are standing Tall though they saw us falling Flat
On our faces, but we didn't cry, we were shown a Way
We were shown a way, born from our long lost Yesterday

I saw it clearly just before the dawn it brought a Tear
I knew it then that I needed no Mirror
I saw my Anger, I saw why I made my mother Cry
I saw it clearly, and most clearly I saw the Lie

Deep down I knew I was so much More
I hid it so well once they showed me how to create the Door
I slowly chiseled and dug deep with my bare Hands
It took time the slow movement of the grains of Sand

But in the end it all turned out to be for my Good
With a happy Heart now more and more being Understood
A trouble Mind healed by a Holy Heart
A broken Child lifted by the Light of a Star

The game we play has so many Chances
We find ourselves in an array of Circumstances
But it does not matter this place where we Are
As long as we know we are loved , we're shooting Stars

© 2015 Healing Star


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Added on February 21, 2015
Last Updated on February 21, 2015
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Healing Star
Healing Star

South Jordan, UT



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I am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..

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