Holding back the tears,
The wall slowly being built inside.
Tenderness giving way to fear,
Raw emotions finding places to hide,
Relationships out of focus, no longer clear.
All held at arm’s length,
Not allowing others to draw too near,
Erected for safety, a picket fence.
All energy used to control the gate.
Relaxed appearance a pretense.
Love expressed in shallow haste.
Running towards a well that’s deep,
Glimpses of eternity impart a foretaste
Of a tidal wave of loving so steep,
Fists become open palms,
Pouring into arms wide,
Abundance of healing balm,
Where past and truth collide.
Feet swiftly going forward
Obedience requires this love to be amplified
Heart no longer hemmed in or bordered
No barricade to stop the loving tide.