Loving Compassion (an ode)

And my drum saves the day again, I feel very grateful for having this instrument in my life.

Deep pain, deep core wounds hit,
Nowhere to go
Nowhere for solace
Now it is so

No one to reach out to
No one to see
I sit on the bed (and look up)
My drum smiles at me

Holding you
close to my heart and  ear
carry me away on your rhythm
far away from here

Pain dissolves
Worries disappear
You whisper my pen
is the one that will steer

A doorway opens
Hope comes in
A sense of relief
from deep beyond the rim

Loving Compassion
I thank you so
For letting me play you
and your inspiro.


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