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The Woman's Garden


We Meet Again

Nancy Wilson (Theme from Jerry Maguire/Soundtrack)

(Pg 2)

AT TIMES


At times like these

I long for his hands

His energy

His atmosphere

His presence

I close my eyes

And see him leaning over me

Calm

Strong

Assured

Soothing my wounds

Surrounding me

Filling me

At times like these

I'M THE ONE


I'm the one you turn to

who knows all your secrets

the one you confide your shadows to


Do you look at me in the street?

Do you acknowledge my presence?


Watch out - I'm the secret keeper,

and one day, I may start leaking...





GO AWAY


Go away, I'm with my Muse

if you don't leave I'll cut you loose

Don't you try to interfere

I hope I'm making myself clear

MY FATHER


My father has Amazing Grace

An example set for me

How glad I am

to finally see

To meet this force within my life

Free from deliberate attempts

to come between us




FIXER-UPPER


I don't need fixing, changing, or polishing up

I'm ok just as I am

There's nothing wrong with me

AT ALL

Take me as I am


If you feel the need to do some renovating

If you're looking for a fixer-upper

You'll find no joy here with me

Put down your tools and step away

I'm not a mistake that needs repairing




THE DEEP


Such wells of unhappiness

have driven you

driven you far from your Home

Where your Heart resides now

Only Spirit knows




THIS OLD WOMAN


This woman has grown bitter and twisted

like an old knarled tree

that sits atop a barren, rocky outcrop

that looks out over the sea.

Buffeted by winds and salty air

stripped bare

of life.


Stubborn and resolute

Holding on till death to being right

To win

at all costs

Not noticing the true cost

to her ravaged Soul.





WAS THERE LIGHT?


It wasn't that you were mistaken

That you imagined it

It's just that she has given in to her Darkness

And has doused her own Light

GUILT


Your insane guilt is driving me insane

draining me dry

sucking my life force out of my shattered body.

Tugging at me

Pulling on me

Demanding of me

to give, give, give.

Even when I'm finally left lying, curled and shriveled, on the floor,

it would STILL

not be, never be,

enough.

She's A Mystery To Me

Roy Orbison (The Love Album)

AT WAR


She's at war with the world

Biting and screaming

Kicking and clawing

Don't try to fence her, box her, trap her

You won't see her for dust

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