Sometimes

Sometimes I miss the silence of my heart’s heart.
My spirit screams, it needs to be alone
Sometimes I have this feeling I was meant for no one else
Sometimes I feel I’ve walked too far from home.
Sometimes the burden of my soul is heavy
It longs to grow wings and take its flight
To return to where it first learned what love was
In order for rebirth, for hope, for light.
Sometimes the darkness is just too foreboding
I try to open my eyes but I can’t see
Lord, can You hear my spirit calling?
If so, please…
Come and carry me.