Somewhere in collective time

Somewhere in collective time

We heard a voice of sorrow

Of a woman who was misunderstood by all

In a world that thought she was a fool

She rose from the ashes to defy all sanctimonious emotion

That gave birth to such emotions such as envy and jealousy

They took from her, everything

Yet she always had a lot to give

Her heart bled for him

She never knew why it did bleed when he had caused the pain

She cried, knowing that he was not meant to be his

Yes she knew, she knew that she would protect him always

He did not love her the way she had loved him, he just did not

Yet she gave to him, happily

She loves another, who is a dream for her

She has not shared a past or a future with him

Yet she knows he is an angel for her

Someone who will protect her

They have lived in a previous life

As man and wife

She ran away from him because she loved another

In the stark bleakness of the night, she ran, frightened of his wrath

He loved her passionately, enough to physically destroy her

So she ran, heavy with child, wearing white, beautiful

She knocked on every door, yet no one answered

So she gave birth to a child

And now she meets him in this life

And she knows

She has let go of her past with him

She looks into the future, with warm loving eyes

She waits for her soul mate to manifest

A new love who will care for her and warm her aching cold heart

For she is tired, tired of loving and not being loved back in return

He gives her his heart, on a platter

He loves her dearly, his beloved fool

A woman who the world has not understood in their shallow quests

She rests her aching head on his shoulder

And holds his loving hand

For it is a kiss that she waits for

A kiss of tender loving care that she waits for

In a dream that will come true

With a new one who will cherish his beloved maiden

Who has waited all these years

Learning lessons of great import

His beloved fool is a wise one

Seeking only truth and nothing else

She loves and has cried many a years

Waiting to be relieved of pains caused by so many

So many fools who thought themselves wise

They recognized her but refused to give her credit

Because she was so lovely that they looked pale in comparison

She is happy in her dreams of aching sorrow, love and so much more