And in my head
so many dark clouds pass by
A thunderstorm of our past
Its lightning strikes me
and cuts my heart
once again into pieces
And while I crawl over the floor
to pick up and put back
all those scattered pieces,
I use love and compassion
as soothing glue
to make my heart whole again
I chase away the dark clouds
As they are just stories
of the past
And could only burst
into thunderstorm and lightning,
because I started to believe in them
Instead of in the deeper truth
that shines through
from the sunny place of our hearts
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