To be known, to be understood <br />to still be wanted in that knowledge and truth <br />How does that feel? ... Is it good? ... <br />It must be real, this yearning grasps me in every mood. <br /> <br />To be heard, to be seen <br />to be held close through life and in my dreams <br />What is that like? ... Is it warm? ... <br />I think it happens, I read some words so long ago. <br /> <br />To be loved, to be forgiven <br />to be myself yet One with you this side of heaven <br />but I know better... it cannot be... <br />There is no room in your self-ish soul for me. <br /> <br />To be alone, to be without a home in <br />the heart and arms of him I know so well <br />I tell myself: it's all right... it's okay... <br />you've never known love any other way. <br /> <br />(2.26.06 - - Be well, Little Spirit, for the end is not yet writ.)<br /><br />Esther Leclerc<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-be/
