Lonely Black Bird

I see your unshed tears sitting behind your eyes.  The sorrow overwhelming your heavy heart.
Let go of the burden and take my hands.  They’re empty, they’re ready, they’re yours.
Little black bird, flightless and weak, don’t let this hurricane drown you.
Though you’re tossed in the wind, and your feathers are damp, I promise your wings will dry.
The sun is always shining-though sometimes only above the clouds.
We’re all caught in this everlasting Wheel, sometimes spinning out of control.
Stop the endless despair and stretch your hand out for someone reach.
Don’t go it alone.  Let us protect you.
Let us in.  Here, let me show you the way.

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