Today my soul is troubled I find it hard to write
Confusion from the enemy has blocked my inner light
Scrambling around within me I look for words to say
As the quiet star of morning heats up the newborn day
Slowly a breeze from Heaven is able to get inside
And touches all the wounds that I so carefully hide
Soothing away the sores embedded throughout the years
The spirit invites me to weep and freely shed my tears.
There is no shame in crying; in letting the emotions free.
For it's likes a cloud releasing its raindrops over the sea.
By way of the flowing waters; will exit all those fears
And all the many sorrows: hidden throughout those years