I hear your pain
but I cannot carry the hurt
your anger has found it's mark
however the rage is yours.
I would take it all
if I could
but that would deny you
your journey.
you wish me to be,
but I simply am not.
acceptance may be hard
for both of us
but the truth is all we have.
bone of my bone
flesh of my flesh,
my dear child
I too am hurting
for I am also a child within
still growing
still changing
trying to grapple
with the all of life
that is uncontained and restless,
flawed and failed.
I can only show you
how to deal with the wrongs
for the right always escapes
into the land
where perfection lives.