Into the night the lover weeps
She does not know her path
The man she loves waits from afar
She can't help but laugh
The silence around her is apparent
as she lies upon the grass
Her mind wonders what could be
if only she'd let herself in his grasp.
Why does she run from the one she wants?
Why can't she be humble?
The world is so wide and amazing,
it makes her tumble and tumble.
Surely this romance is not bliss
How could it be with such pain?
She inflicts pain upon herself and him.
Towards herself she feels disdain.
The one is there, but not wanted yet
This causes much affliction.
Torn between two opposing desires
Not wanting to make a decision.
The sun shines when the day is dark
It seems to be the way life goes.
A loving heart joins their two bodies
From this shame and sadness flows.
How will this poem end?
How will their heart mend?
How will their heart mend?
The light is at it's brightest in the deepest darkness
Moqui balls, healing stones used by native American shamans
