by Liam

In relms where shadow casts it’s gentle veil,

A trinity within my breast does dwell,

A child, a youth, an adult, all assail

My weary soul with dreams they each compel.

The child, with evening eyes across wide skies,

Seeks haven in the folds of tender care,

Her heart, a fragile vessel, softly cries,

For safety’s hand to brush away despair.

The youth, the fire ignited in his veins,

Burns fierce for justice, writhes against the night,

His spirit rages, bound by unseen chains,

A tempest yearning for the dawn of right.

The adult, worn by countless wars within,

Craves peace amidst the sea of senseless strife,

A balm to soothe the scars of might-have-been,

And calm to cloak the tumult of his life.

O trinity, thy discord, yet divine,

Unfolds the path to healing’s tender grace,

In gentle whispers, let thy fates align,

To weave a harmony within this sacred space.

Be gentle, heart, amidst this inner fight,

For in thy struggle lies dawn’s first waking light.

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