Sensitivity
a poem.
Your sensitivity is your medicine
although sometimes it feels like a curse.
You feel the subtle nuance of those around you -
you can feel through their hearts and into their soul - their essence.
When music fills your ears it ripples through your veins,
taking you on a dance of ecstacy.
As it overtakes you, you merge with the infinite mystery -
the palpable pulse of life.
When you see someone in pain you envelop your heart in theirs,
feeling their wounds and transcending them
through the light of the healing flame.
You see clearly - you see the visions.
You hear the whisper of wisdom.
You feel the clarity through your bones
& speak the words through your soul ~
the words of strength and sweet surrender.
Sometimes, you tremble in speaking your truth -
ripping you naked in your expression to the other
as you lay your heart on your sleeve.
You feel the rawness of your heart
of your deeply felt truth -
filtering it through words of love.
This takes great courage, as love is not always kind
and many days you shy from speaking such truths -
as confronting how they may be received is too intimidating.
Yet my beloved,
I can feel what you feel
I can see what you see
I can hear the voice of your light
and your shadow that comes through me.
In this dance we connect, we laugh, we cry, but ultimately, we love.
Love, Natalia