If it hadn’t been you
It would have been someone
That God would have sent
To touch my heart.
If it hadn’t been you
It would have been someone
That God would have sent
To let me love them.
If it hadn’t been you
It would have been someone
That God would have sent
To love me as I deserve.
It was you that God sent
To show me how special I was
How important I can be
To someone else.
It was you who stole
My heart and my soul
It was you who helped
Me realize rekindled love.
It was you who rekindled
My desire to bring joy to others
Though my musings and writings.
You have brought my passions out.
Passionate I have always been
But the passion has been encased
In walls for fear of further hurt-
Further rejections that I could not stand.
Lust is a passion—sure enough.
But this passion is a yearning
Of growth, a yearning of becoming
Of someone I should have never lost.
Someone is returning.
With a great big yearning
To be complete and whole
To be a truly published writer.
If it hadn’t been you
It would have been someone
That God would have sent
To give me his message—
To be true to myself
To listen to my heart
To listen to my angels
To listen to The Voice—
To write like I have
Never ever written before
To believe in myself
And to go for the treasure.
God I will listen
God I will learn
God I will follow
The words of the messenger.
I truly will sing you praises
And I will shout for joy
As the shofar sounds
When I am bound in book.
The words are yours for I am
Only your humble vessel
Let me please send your words
Upon a written canvas.
Give me your inspiration.
Let the work of that inspiration
Be printed and reprinted.
By Linda Carol Schackner
This 8th day of July, 2002©