Time Stops

Time stops.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Time stops.

I yeild to your hand.
I yeild all that has stabbed hooks
Deep into my mind.
When you move to me,
Time stops.

I flinch from your touch.
I hold my breath, lest you get in.
I've run so far and for so long.
Now trapped in a corner, its my mind you clutch.

How do you do it,
You who I somehow can trust?
How do my tired knees just slam to the ground
Whenever you're around?

Time stops.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Time stops.

Pain becomes pleasure.
I learn to receive it.
Your voice removes the mob in my head.
When you're done, all I can hear is silence.

You gag the mob of doubts, fears, hurts, and disappointments.
The mob of my scars and wounds,
That never got to fully heal.
I had forgotten how to feel!

Yet now under your serene gaze,
All else melts away.
You try me by fire and ice,
And I rise reborn - shining like the Sun.

Thank you, trusted stranger.
Thanks for helping me believe in possibility.
Because of your strong hands, cool mind, and warm heart,
I can again believe...
In Me.

Time stops.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Time stops.

Namaste.