Jeanna' Soul

She stepped forward

Wrapped her arms around

Placed her hands in the others

Looked into the eyes

Held the wounded soul

In an embrace 

Filled with love

She knew,too well, herself

What it felt like to be

In desperate need

For whispered words

Of courage and strength

To feel another’s acceptance

In an embrace

So she stepped forward

Listening to the voice of the Spirit

Beckoning her to give more love

To say the words that she felt pouring out

As if she, too, was hearing them

For the first time

Because sometimes 

When love is given

It is received back

When a step is taken

It creates a path

Towards such a beautiful place

A state of mind

Place of peace

Sense of purpose

Clarify and grace 

All from an embrace

That lasted long enough

To begin to heal

The wounds of both of them