Your Story

Hey you . . .

Sitting there with the crew, 

wearing darkness as your cloak. . . .

I see you. 

Hey you . . . 

Belting out a tune, 

with rhythm but no blues. . . .

I hear you. 

Hey you . . . 

Hiding from the pain, 

taking shelter in the rain. . . . 

I feel you. 

Hey you . . . 

Feeling so complete, 

in the emptiness inside. . . .

I know you. 

And I know the road is long and heavy, 

But the storm will pass and the clouds will clear. 

You’ll savour the pain and taste inner joy, 

you’ll bow to the ground and rise to the wind, 

you’ll mend and break again, 

picking up the moonbeams, 

owning your fears,

owning your power,

shimmering with stardust and shining with wonder,

finding your feet and standing tall in all your glory 

because that, my love, is who you are, 

and this is your story.