The Heart of Pain
Having tried everything else, I decide to walk straight into the heart of my pain What I find there astonishes me It is not something to fear, though I've been running for years My breath calms and my heartbeat slows as I take an honest inventory I see my own brokenness in the form of an overused teddy bear, and I hold it tenderly How lonely my pain has been! My guilt is piled in the corner like dust, hastily dumped there one heavy load at a time My shame hides in the shadows, not wanting to be seen But I point the light of my awareness into its darkest parts My anger rushes me, looking to get the best of me with a sucker punch But I step aside gracefully Then, like a child, I clean my inner room Tidying up as best I can For I know I will visit again soon