We Will Become Whole

Our world can be broken.  
Heartaches and dreams scattered  
smeared in the depths of our being
raising chaos amidst the ruins
of a once innocent perception.  

Shadows dancing eloquently
Long arms cascading shoulders
Embracing tightly with misery and pain
Hiding faces from the warmth
Of the shining sun

Scared to let go we hold on tightly
Seeking comfort
In the familiarity of wounded spirit
Memories of cordiality fading
With each beat of aching hearts

But darkness always gives way to light

Warmth emerges enchantingly
Breaking the disheartening rumba
Wrapping bare shoulders in tranquility
Faces become aglow
in the exodus of obscurities

In sanctuary of instinctual love
wounded spirits heal
Veiled revelations dissipate
the bondage of aching hearts.
With each beat it becomes strong

Our world becomes whole
new dreams emerge
and repaint the epitome of soul
calming the confusion
of our soiled discernment

We will become whole.