Love and patience

At last I’ve touched the grief within my heart

Massive like a  sculpture from the past

And as I feel its strength my small tears start

There is no pain, the anguish  is confessed

Sometimes I have run with panic fear

Sometimes sought distraction, bought my way

But now my bones are old my eyes are tears

I hardly can make out the the light of Day

Stoney grief implacable as sin

Blocks my path but will not let me in

There is no hatref left ,it cannot win

Will never find the soul that lives within.

I have nothing left no gold no jewel

Love and patience must be my right tools