Standing by,
watching and waiting
Understanding,
but without judging or condoning;
allowing nature to run its course
Sensing the mournful depths of your feeling heart
I am filled, not without remorse
Tender heart, it continues beating.
Your thoughts, they are all fleeting.
Patience, is what I will adopt,
if it will help you to regain your bearing
Knowing that it would be all for naught,
if I were to attempt to use force.
The battle; not one may go in your place at that
All one may offer, are words for soothing
As for me, you should not worry.
For I am no piteous sorry.
No dear, I am not fleeing
into the dilemma of your source
Let go of your doubt,
and place in faith your trust.
As with time, the ice shall defrost;
and we shall be alright.
Most certainly my lovely, of course.
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To all who experience turbulence or have a lost of heart.
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