© 2009 susan mucklow
Is it possible to walk away
Dismiss the words I have to say
Be filled by under spoken truth
Silence the backhand of reproof?
Exit sign won’t let me leave
Provocation stirring grief
The open door should bid depart
Yet only leads back to my heart
What mystery that beckons deep
Then haunts me as I toy with sleep
Can”t well enough be left alone
May I refuse to turn this stone?
Missing link that shackles me
Motivation to proceed
If I find it not within their words
Can”t it just be left unheard?
Burdened cry for something more
Forbidden to go elsewhere for
Forced to see without their eyes
to hear new truth through broken ties
Solutions to the mystery
Transmuted within unity
I can’t ignore this part of me
What’s mine to share is mine to see
The fear of loss or of deception
Out shadowed now by new perception
He in me and me in Him
Sovereign Choice, His diadem