Hide me in your heart—
when the meanness of the world,
with its critical, unrelenting eye,
seeks me out
to extinguish the joy-light essence of my being.
Hide me in your heart—
when those who think they know me best,
who think they love me well,
Lock me in their box of worldly illusions,
hiding from me
the truth of who I am, the Truth of Love.
Hide me in the tree of love that grows in your heart:
Whose leaves
shelter me with the soft caresses of a lover’s hand, a lover’s kiss;
Whose blossoms
encourage me with the fragrance of our love remembered;
Whose branches strong,
support me with love given and forever promised;
Whose branches gentle,
rock me with never-ending songs of love.
Hide me in your heart—
where I am can always be
who I am…
where you can always be
who you are…
where we,
safely protected and protecting,
loving completely and completely loved,
join ourselves together with,
and in,
the ONE,
Who loves and protects us all.
Copyright ©2003 by Vicky Lynn Macchione