IN THE BACKYARD OF MY HEART
Today I unlocked the backyard door
leading straight to my heart.....
Stepping inside searching, valuables there in store.
To my horror witnessed, what a junkyard it was!
Holding grudges big and small,
baggage full of wounds and pain
Gosh,..poor heart, had stored it all.
With all the mess I do agree, truly
Yes, a junkyard that it was!
So I took a broom and a barrel of green fire
Swept all poisons , toxins, and
All the hurtful baggage
Tossed them into the green fire
To burn in that incinerator ,be transformed
as a loving light
Then released it back to the source
For others to drink the nectar of love
Now when I peep inside the backyard was all clear
And my dancing heart
Pulsated with lively jive
Tickety tock. ..tickety tock
For it had become,
Light hearted,
Once again.
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