FEELINGS

Looking at a wet pillow,
It tells a story of its own.
The truth is beyond reach,
The smiles hide it all.
Looking at herself in the mirror
She sees a strange face.
(Reflections transformed into a strange face)
Devoid of feelings,
Blank as a wall.
None can save her,
None can change her mind.
She alone has the power,
The discovery of divine peace to find
The problems and tears have weakened her eyes.
Her lips are dry,
Her mind is numb,
She finally calls onto –
For light and the power.
Suddenly the phone rings.
There is someone –
Loving and caring thinking about her,
Giving her space to breathe
When “She” was depressed
She inhales the fresh air of profound peace.