My Journey of Love

There were times in my life, 
Where I would sit there and wonder why, 
True love was so hard to find,
But then as they say, when I was a child, I spake and thought as a child,
But now that I am a man, I set aside childish ways, 
For now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face,
And something inside of me woke up and I thought,
Why was I looking anyways?
Perhaps I am a hardened soul,
The Owl Lady that sits perched on her pedestal all alone, 
Perhaps I have loved many times in error,
But more than anything I was consumed in my fear,
How could I have loved so much for so little? 
Where did I go wrong?
It didn't seem to occur to me that what befell upon me,
Had to happen so I could become strong,
So yes, perhaps I loved blindly, 
Perhaps I have now found my heart empty and cold,
But I pour my love into something else now,
I give my heart to those that I know receive it with open arms,
And love so in return, 
Loneliness is not the enemy, but the force behind my wisdom,
His Spirit carries me forward,
For I have loved the fools and the cowards,
But no longer can a woman sit in a nest without having the chance to spread her wings,
For th e places to where I must journey no man, no soul, can possibly hinder me.