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Soul Companion

I desire not someone to go to war for me,

If their power is true, then that is fine;

With verity, I want someone to hold me while I seek to halt the war within,

But that's selfish, isn't it?

Should I not come to you as a peaceful, lush garden where I am a compassionate and firm warden?

So, I push away, and dream of days where my wild feminine can be untamed,

Days that my Inner Child can feel safe to play,

Desires, mired, in guilt, shame, and blame,

Wanting to be held during difficult moments and feel a warmth,

So sublime,

That my mind eventually quiets and remembers that everything will be just fine.

Until then, I remain as the rhinoceros' horn,

Alone until I meet the Soul who both sparks up the sensual passion I long to share,

And calms the raging fires of overwhelm and frustration,

And says to me, "Remember beloved, this too shall pass."

When it does come, for both of us may it be ever-last.