THE SONGS OF THE ACHING HEART

                             
                                In the anguish of searching for the Self
                                She stumbles in the dark
                                Tripping over her own toes
                                Looking for the broken parts,
                                Not seeing that who she is,
                                Is already written on the pages 
                                And blinded only by her eyes.
                                By listening to the songs echoing
                                In the depth of her aching heart
                                And believing in herself,
                                She sets the notes free.