You Don't Have To Worry

Dear heart, do not despair, do not succumb to doubt and fear, For love, in all its splendor, will find its way to thee, dear one, dear. It cannot be purchased, nor can it be quantified, For love is a mystery, a gift that's divinely designed. So do not worry, dear soul, do not trouble thyself with anxious thoughts, For love will come to thee, in its own sweet time, and in its own gentle plots. Those who are meant to love thee, will find their way to thy heart, Unexpectedly, yet inevitably, like the dawn that breaks apart. Just rest easy, dear one, and let love find its way to thee, For when it does, thy whole world will be transformed, and thy heart will be set free. It will be a love that heals thy wounds, that fills the empty spaces, A love that mends the brokenness, and brings solace to thy troubled places. All the pain, all the heartache, will be washed away, like tears in the rain, And thou shalt be left with a heart that's whole, a soul that's renewed, and a spirit that's regained. No more broken heart, no more loneliness, no more tears, For thou shalt have found a love that's true, a love that's kind, and a love that's clear. Thou shalt have found a shoulder to lean on, a pillar to sustain thy balance