Long were the lessons I learned in my life,
heavy the hardships, and hollow the hope
surely deep sorrows and serious strife
caught me in cares and I could hardly cope.
But now I realise though reasons are rife,
that love of yourelf is the light of one’s life.
I left kith and kin and felt lonely and lost,
and nothing I know now brings me anew
the cure for those cares, since my kin cast the cost
of their sorrows on my shoulders and their silence only grew.
And so I was cast out of hearth and of home,
and love of myself thus I never have known.
but high is the hardship of holding out love,
as a stone saps the strength of the soul holding out
the weight as will wanes to wring it aloft
with help there is hope but there’s hardship without
another advance to allow extra strength
and love of yourself gives that aid then at length.
So now I have seen such sorrows seem small,
in love’s life that’ll lift and turn into light.
And all other aid I’ve accepted as well
to grow and to gain then a more gentle might.
So I will accept love and light in me’ll grow
and love of myself is a new path I go.