The winds blow wildly,
As it tosses her hair.
But she's standing at
The edge of the cliff
And doesn't care.

She feels the bare stones
Under her cold feet
And wishes she was strong,
Strong enough to
Defeat,

The numbness she feels,
Deep inside,
As she decides
That suicide is,
Her only way to quickly die.

At the edge of the cliff
She puts one foot
Forward,
Knowing the other step
She takes,
Will lead her into
Death,
Eternal.

And as she is ready to end
Her life,
A soft gentle voice whispers,
Are you alright?

NO! She cries out in anguish and
Full of pain,
Everything I do,is for nothing and,
In vain!

I've tried so hard to be
The best I can be,
But all I can do is give
Pure misery!


I gave all I could till there
Was nothing left
Yet I know in my heart I tried
My best.

Hey you, said the soft voice
Why did you forget that it was I
Not you
when you was with them and
Showed them how to be
Free?

It was not in your power nor in your
Fault
That you tried to do the best
You could.

For that in itself is the
Power of Love,

Don't you understand?


You are the best you can
Be,
And if, your not satisfied,
With that,
Just come to me.

Just as you are.