Your tears wash your soul, She said

Your Tears Wash Your Soul, She Said

 

Your tears wash your soul, She said,

caressing me so gently…

I was a child, She held my hand,

this world, in pain so plenty.

 

So, free I let, the river flow,

to wash all hits and wounds,

to wipe the scars, and heal away,

all hurts, of chasing hounds…

 

Through eons long, long ages fights,

in Her embrace I’d be.

Today, at last, I know, through Her,

reborn I am, and Free!

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