I keep this pain locked up inside,
My hurt and heartbreak I must hide,
My Spirit so battered and so bruised,
My friendship and trust, you have misused.

The veil falls over the mirror ~
So I cannot see,
The reason this experience has happened to me,
But just as a flower yearns for rain,
Somehow my soul, needed this pain.

Spirit hands me a Golden key,
To open the door and set me free,
And just as sunshine follows rain,
I know i'll be stronger for this pain.

For heartache helps us all to grow,
A seed of Hope, Spirit endeavors me to sow,
Just as day must follow night,
Spirit takes my hand and guides me to always walk in the Light.

Sharon Platts