Was I ever right, or have I always been wrong ?
I was much too weak, when I needed to be strong !
I did not have the willpower, could never quite reach,
I was deaf to the words, They were trying to teach.
Their thoughts were like whispers blowing in a breeze,
I reached out with my mind, yet could never quite seize.
Their deep meaning was to me just a gossamer thread,
Like rising smoke in the wind, it dissipated in my head.
It took many years to get over my unfounded fear,
And to educate myself to listen so that I could hear.
Now when I detect Their words, like a call in the night,
I grasp hold of the gossamer thread, and hold on tight !
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.