by Ann Marie Dwyer

Created on: September 07, 2010

A welling of the soul
Comes when least expected.
The dam of will shores it
Behind inhibitions, fear of tears shed.
Yet, its strength is tenuous at best,
For it cannot withstand words said

In honesty, faith and unabashed gratitude.
The truth unleashes unconscious emotions
Long dormant in the mind's attempt
To keep superior against their invocation.
Yet, once the words are passed,
The soul is freed in motion...

I believe in you.

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