Poem to my beloved

My beloved,
I found back to myself again.

To the dreamer, the intuitive heart,
The healer, the wise and ancient soul I always was, but forgot about.
I hid and closed all doors.

I wore a mask out of fear that no one could love me if I was to show my true colors…
but when i did this, i shut you out, too.

You could only try to understand me while standing in front of closed doors, knocking, screaming, asking me to let you in.
Maybe not consciously but your soul did this day and night.

I heard your call but
Caught within my fear, not wanting to face myself, how was I able to be there for you.

And now the time has come to fly into eternal possibility.
You and I, forever free.

La Ara

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