hush now,
enough said….
my wired mind spins,
volumes…
and of volume
I need to bring it down…

tears leave…
they come…
to grace stained cheeks
again…
but not for long…
I know not for long…

quiet that won't quite dawn,
will dawn,
and leave me rest,
I need the rest…

so…enough!
a choice is made
to hold…
and yet let go…
in order to hold again…
my tender heart
in someone elses hands…

will I ever learn to understand?
though, now I feel it nil;
that what will be will be…
to see…
to taste…
and to suffer without regrets…

an offering…

of a new day… an everlasting prayer
that on the morn to come
hope dawns anew…
though tears may fall
and fears arise to tend to…

bliss still enter where
some part of me has offered space…

an offering…

of new growth…
a new chance for charm…
and to be filled with grace…

a chance to mend…
to en – joy…
to come…
to be – come anew…

~Mandy, 2007