A child whose light can't be remembered
Shrouded in silence and shame
Surrounded by sadness and pain
Things that were done to you
And like a co-conspirator you helped hide
"It was never your fault",
helpful voices told
Still the shame inside
"Why was I singled out?
What is so horrible about me
that deserves
this punishment and pain?"
Time moved on and the attacks subsided
Though the wounds and shame remained
As a young woman
She found herself in a similar game
Sought after for her sensual charms
the way her being uplifted
She didn't realize they stole her power
Seeking warmth, seeking shelter,
she consented to the role of secret lover
Praised in private, through the cover
of darkness, sweet whispers
slippery lies that left her weaker
She grew up to discover
That what had once attracted lovers
Now scared away potential suitors
That wanton erotic power was now feared
"She can not be controlled, or confined
If she knows", voices whispered
"Let's make her believe that there is something wrong
in being so free,"
"You can't really be loved if you are desired."
"She'll have the upper hand, she'll leave."
Instead they left, or let her leave
"Not worth keeping, too much of a risk,
not the settling kind."
Not worth fighting for, is what she heard
and so she let herself be caged and tamed instead
Subdued, her glorious plumage dulled
The fiery power inside her died
She forgot she could fly
Like a phoenix that drowned
in a sea if emotions
Neptune stole her morning sun
Absorbing the pain for her captors
That's an Empath's sad game
Driven to heal and nurture others
in repentance for her wanton ways.
She came to believe she deserved no voice of her own
"How dare she want to shine?"
Until her light was almost gone
Years passed before angels intervened,
"It's time dear one to awaken,
You were never meant to live like this.
Absconded, your power and memory wiped
You came here to be their glory and light!
Your sensuality was meant to awaken and elevate men from their drudgery
You were meant to inspire and be a muse
You are the conduit of light through passion
You were meant to be shining bright across the sky
Connecting the mundane to the Divine
They stole your light!
They shamed you into hiding
They made you feel unworthy
For having and being what they so desired
And could never be on their own
Wake up darling, you weren't meant to be in hiding."
They whispered again and again, hoping to rouse her from her slumber
But her pain and grief had left her disconnected, unable to comprehend
Her body and heart shut down.
"What if we set in motion things to collapse
her old life and paradigm?"
"She'll have no choice but to reinvent herself."
And so the dominos began to fall
one by one they tumbled down until
All were scattered on the ground
There was no longer a cage
Yet still her memory was clouded
The invisible noose around her neck
Still palpable, a corded obstruction choking her
with the darkness she had swallowed
So an emissary was sent
"He'll free her heart, he will bring her fire back to light."
"He'll wake her up."
Igniting her passion and free will
Despite herself, she began to feel
All her senses smoldered, sensuous
When you're hurting and lonely
a tiny touch can ignite a bonfire
Burning like embers falling tender
two hearts tumbled to the ground
But will she know? Will she remember?
"Wake up darling, you were never meant to be in hiding.
You are the conduit of light through passion
Here to transform the mundane into Divine
Don't let these truths be lost on you
You've awakened. Don't fall back asleep this time!
Let's raise a glass or two
You were meant to be shining bright across the sky.
You were meant to be their muse, not their toy for a time.
They shamed you into hiding. Don't let him do the same to you."