A Breath Upon Mine Ear

O my soul

why hast thou departed hence,

leaving me alone to bear the burdens of this life 

in quiet solitude? 

Doth thou wander now

among the throngs of spirits lost? 

Perhaps thou art seeking me even as I seek in

desperation for thee.

Not only for

the gentle strength of thy

supporting presence, but for the value which

comes with thee, to me. 

Swallowing my 

weakness, fears, and pain

I dare journey through dark places til we meet

again and I beg

for thee to stay.

Again to whisper in my ear that

I am so much more than the masses fault me

to believe.

Exhausted 

after many days of unfruitful

seeking. I rear my head and cry out to thee.

Please! Why?

In earnest

I have sought for thee

and never hath my trials seemed so great

and I needed

Thee. 

A voice, a

breath upon mine ear.

Here I still reside in thee, and hath witnessed

all thy trembling.

For I knew

that I alone could not

support thee through thy life. These trials I 

did allow thee

to face alone,

though heavily it weighed upon

my heart to witness thy pain these days. 'twas

for thy good. 

No more tears.

For I am here and thou 

art stronger than if I had held thy hand or simply

carried thee.

Now let us

face the world together,

with eyes radiating strength and experience that

we may be

Teachers.