The Sacred

Oh how I wish I could go back

The child in me has beseeched, pleaded and urged for a life so rich and bursting with love. She has longed for solitary but not by means of silence. She required a protector, a guardian. Someone willing to sit in silence with her and attend to her when the devil inside shattered the barrier. He may not be banished with sanctified blessings, but her protector can keep her form unscathed.