Waking to the morning Sun!
Eyes of buttons, they don't see your fun
his heart Is still in the quiet Darkness,
where all my old mistakes are found.
He'd watch me keep my Secrets,
Listen to all my hopes and dreams,
And lift them one by one to see
which ones might still gleam.
He wouldn't accuse, he'd tow that line instead.
A lovin', steady patience where lonely things are met.
Pressing his tiny paws in mine and say it's really not so bad.
That every loose and trembling thread is patient to be had.
He might be quietly sad, for chances that I 've let go,
Not angry, just a soft dull ache, that wants to help me grow.
Calming with forgiveness , all the places I can't reach,
Teach me to open the door, and walk across the bridge.
I stay, I stay - stay by your side.
I stay, I stay - Try not to hide.
Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.,no, no , no
If he was a person, he'd be so gentle,warm and kind .
Not counting any failure, still watching me and why.
He'd give me back my courage in the space between his palms,
A promise made of breath and simple calming calms.
So keep him near, though he is only watching you.
The darkness won't be over, that is very oh so true.
But the old Bear has stopped his running.
So watch out for these truths!
burningbear
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