Freelove

 
sadness blooms and I'm still holding her wilted flowers that died and droped her seeds
then those seeds take hold in the heart to flower and sing my regrets
each one reminding me why I'm sad
I turn over thoughts grief is in the background
depressing my deepest thoughts, it would be too much at once
 
they carry all my various turmoils on their newly forming buds  
but wildflowers won't be controlled
even if you've built a concrete wall  
to keep them from raising their faces to the sun and then to God's ear
they tell the sun you're trying to blot out his image
 
fading in the dark still holding onto their mother's wilted stems that will never live again
sadness is an emotion I can take all by itself
but when her sisters pierce the barricade I've built
the sun becomes alive and whispers to God
 
she's gone so deep into the dark denying what's bothering her
a child of light angry with the man himself
hurt is a grievous error expecting happiness and people to last always
 
let my tears and fear water the garden grieving
helplessness overtakes me and like the wall of Jericho
My father answers your walls are coming down
 
I've given you room to come to terms with your anger at me
the sun will still rise on your garden of gloom
but you, my little wildflower child girl
will acknowledge and accept my ruling as final
 
Freelove, there's no such thing
love is work and patience
planning and planting seeds
you misunderstand my meaning if you believe otherwise