It’s Different

It’s different when it’s your own!
Suddenly you feel alone,
Suddenly you feel all helpless,
You cannot match this strange new tone.

Oh it’s easy to give advice, and it’s easy to share the hurt,
It’s easy to give to the needy and to handout to the poor,
It’s easy to show compassion and to commiserate with the loss,
But when it comes right down to it, it’s diff’rent when it’s your own.

And all your learning leaves you
And you feel you stand alone;
Your knowledge now deserts you,
It’s that different when it’s your own.

You can read all the books you want,
You can study till the old brain hurts,
You can practise everything you know
And you can even teach others how;
You can have it in the marrow of your bone,
But when it comes down to your own
All your learning comes undone,
And you feel naked to the bone.

When it comes right down to your own loved one,
Perspective shows another point of view;
We all work in darkness in such dark times,
But experience will teach us, and slowly we will learn.

For your loved one’s now a stranger,
And your eyes see him or her as young,
You wonder where that person’s gone,
And who this person has become.

Lost in a forest

You are too close to see the forest,
You can only see one tree,
And the tree is bending wildly
By a wind you cannot see.

That person’s lost inside a storm,
They cannot reach you from inside,
You cannot see them there within,
And both sets of arms flail helplessly.

Then it’s time to back away and start afresh,
Refocus on your life; look again and look a-wide
To see the forest green; your loved one may be inside there,
Where the forest needs a trim; find a pathway through the woods
And find your missing son; locate your poor lost daughter there
Whoever that they are and reach out with new love,
Your loved one is reaching out,
And you are reaching in.

Reaching Out

Reach out, reach out, your hands will join,
Your hearts will beat as one;
You have to gird your loin
And fight his fight with him until both win.

And if y our loved one is your spouse,
You are bonded throughout your life;
They may be lost and fighting for all their might
Because life is still their right.

Yes it is that diff’rent when it’s your own,
And yet you strive to help;
And still you love your loved one,
And your loved one still loves you.

Cling to that and work with that,
You’ll do the best you can,
And so will he or she as mem’ries build,
And you’ll pass on that which you’ve learned
To the great suffering human guild.

CREDITS: Tree Picture: From  http://www.rainprogram.org/?gclid=CIv3taSL8c0CFU6BfgodoUUBRA
Middle image: Colorful creature by SunnivaLee – http://sunnivalee.deviantart.com/gallery/
Bottom Picture: Reaching Out – No le abanonare estare a su lado hasta