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I am sorry, my sweetheart, that I have failed in my duty to my heart, and to yours. I realise now that you do not trust me, and I am ashamed that I didn't realise it earlier... They say babies know everything but do not show it, that those they love may teach them. In my negligence, I have forced you to reveal that which you would rather have hidden. From the day I first held you, you have never cried in my arms. I thought it was a sign of recognition, but I was wrong. It is a sign of fear- a fear I wish you never had. For when you are in the arms of a stranger, you wail to be in the arms of one you love. When someone you love holds you, and shows you in a million ways that they love you, you calm down slowly, finally falling asleep. But when I carry you- you stop wailing abruptly and look into my eyes, refusing to let me console you.2
I am sorry, my child... I did not realise how much you need my comfort. I only held you when you needed something, or when I needed to distract myself. I know I am guilty of not being with you to show you how much I care. I do not want you to wipe your tears in my presence- I want to wipe them for you... If you were upset, It would give me greater pleasure to feel your sorrow than to watch you brave it alone- I am not your father for nothing...3
I am a healer, and you put me to shame by healing me so well. Will you not, for my own selfish satisfaction, let me heal you as well? Will you deny me the joy of allowing you to cry your soul's sorrows to me, so that you may relieve your heavy heart? Will you not seek my comfort, and comfort me with the knowledge that my presence is comforting? Will you not run to my arms when something frightens you, that I can banish your fears? Why do you fear me? Why do you hide from me? I wish to see you, to know you, and to love every aspect of you that there is to be loved, whether or not you yourself love it, I will.4
Sweetest, I may not be the best parent, but why do you deny me the chance of trying? Has my ignorance bound me that tightly to failure, that you would rather not have me try? Am I that weak, that you would not test my endurance? Test it, I pray you, and I will strive to improve if you find it insufficient. Am I asking for too much? Will you not ask of me, that I may be blessed with a chance to give?5
You have never made me happier, my son, than at this moment when you have conceded to grant my wishes. Come, let me gather you into my arms, let me plant a thousand kisses on you, let me do more than I can manage, even if it does the least amount of calming, let me not forget to do it. There is no sound sweeter than one that escapes you lips, no touch that feels nicer than that of your feather- soft hands, no tears half as capable of softening a stony heart as those that trickle down your cheeks... Peace herself has been put to shame by your calm as you sleep in my arms... I will always be here, watching over you as you rest, my loving child...6
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Thank you!!!!
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hi, ur comment or statement on HIS giving is so true---I hug u for that
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touching
VOW IS ALL can say.so sweet and so gentle -
ok- I guess the dare is still on
ne way- the shame isnt that M is being healed- but that B is a better healer than himself, and M is a master, so its not that he is ashamed to be healed (nor is he ashamed that B is a better healer) but the 'put to shame' was refering to capacity to heal. (Raphael after all)
And btw- the imagery of time isnt in "helpless"- it is in "memory..."
neway, I didnt get the rest of the " this has a strangely practical angle, if you get my meaning. if not, i'll explain later."
Please do.
c ya.
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stooge! y u sooooooooooooo saddening (i know, fits in the tale, theories, etc, but i have to complain!)
it really sad, but not the kind that makes u cry. its a deeper, sadder sad. kinda makes u feel like b would ( i dont know how it does that, though!?!?) it fits in nicely as a stand alone, independent of the characters, and i think many people can empathise with it. the way you expressed it makes it so that it has various hues and shades, many layers. the imagery can be thought of a representative u know like the baby and crying need not be literal but figurative. and the theme still holds true!
" I am a healer, and you put me to shame by healing me."-
even healers need healing. where is the shame in that? the most diffulct person to heal is one's self.
"i am sorry, my child... I did not realise how much you need my comfort. I only held you when you needed something, or when I needed to distract myself. " kinda shocking. true, but shocking all the same. cant believe it of M. but since there was someone else there too, i guess its fine.
( im considering caoxing u to drop the play, this style suits you soooo well!)
what do you mean you cant write anything personal? this is total soul-baring stuff. not your soul, but well done all the same. the imagery in helpless (time) is striking, and the entire piece is moving. this one is deeper, but darker. that is not quite so personal as this is.
this has a strangely practical angle, if you get my meaning. if not, i'll explain later.
on the whole, a very good piece.
"Has my ignorance bound me that tightly to failure, that you would rather not have me try?" - takes some analysing. got a bit confused at first glance, but sticks in the head."Peace herself has been put to shame by your calm as you sleep in my arms." !!!!!!
lovely personificatio,
kinda makes me think of w also. completing the picture . nice way to close the scene (?) somehow shows all of them together as the curtains fall...i think tis is ur best closing yet.
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